The Gianluca, radiant, announces that, on occasion, opened the cd, 'dirt' and squeaked between the joy of my fellow commissioner's all a crying out ... "the pudding". I stand on the sidelines watching so much to me inconceivable, unreasonable and unjustified and enthusiasm, just the voices calms down a moment, wondering "EU, raga, already hated the mess that gave us Liala usually, but even the whole 'mess for a cake that I am, but if it's your own good, and advanced a couple of Christmases ago ...? ". At first I
14 eyes (we are eight, one is me, then 14 eyes, we were in ten would have been pierced by 18 eyes: the accounts you back?) And me up in disbelief, then it seems to those who do sganascia more laughter.
Benigno as only a true leader can do, big freeze all Ale with his look (note: big Ale turns wearing sunglasses all year) and, with a calm gesture of an outstretched arm back to a time calm and order in the police station.
Then, putting his arm around my shoulders knotty, brings me to the window overlooking the bar on the track and, with the serenity and generosity that is characteristic of the strong and righteous, sober and reflective voice says to me "Oh look, you see that ... the bare hill that stands in the midst of that part of dirt track (note: hence the slang name of 'dirt')? ... That's the cake. "
struggling to recover from embarrassing that I had just done in front of colleagues, I try to recover lost some points, and loudly so that everyone can hear me, I come up with a brilliant "EU looks big ... I knew it Benis s s s s s s s s s s imo ... he is this morning everything seemed so serious and silent ... I wanted to snatch a smile ...".
Once again Big Al can not figure out if I'm asshole or not, but like the lion is not devoured by recalling that St. Jerome had removed a thorn from its paw, big Al not forget that I had just paid the bill backward, turning then to the other commissioners closed the curtain with a munificent: "Of course knew it ... I guarantee for him! ".
There is little, very little to do: When Big Al wants to be reassuring, be reassuring to know is why that big Al is a leader, a leader loved by his troops!
To make more 'spectacular' the race, the race director decides, with a stroke of genius, to water the dirt road and the 'cake', hoping that the race motard looks like a real motocross race: The motard have always been jealous and envious of motocross, as Turin is jealous and envious of Milan, it was like Cain and Abel ... Remo Romolo!
The idea could have its own charm, unfortunate that instead of watering the dirt road workers end up flooding the entire area soon became populated by frogs and trout, while the cake seems to have fallen into a cup of coffee.
We commissioners, knowledgeable as we are, but, more importantly, because such carelessness on the edge of credulity will delay the start and most importantly our return home to help the unskilled and inept (note attached to the track) until Big Al does not have an intuition, an illumination that only true leaders can have (note: not for nothing are leaders!): "Oh, hear my faithful ... requisite to all females that are around the circuit towels close and diapers for babies ... if you need all farms raided the neighborhood! .... . Go! ".
A You the idea may seem odd, even stockings, it is true that by dint of buffer (note: do not tell me you would think of a more appropriate verb) the swamp by using the absorbent like sponges the race starts with only a half an hour late and the audience in the stands can only admire and applaud the diligent commissioners honored with a standing ovation .
competitions motorcyclists have, I must admit, are pretty and I let myself be fooled when here comes the second most feared by the marshals (see point previous "The Commissioner catabasi Stooges" ) ... junior competitions!
Now, mind you, is not that children can not ride a bike: ride a bike is a constitutionally guaranteed right! Commissioners I simply could not understand why they are permitted on the track and do not in the living room of their house ... in addition to being safer not to break the most sacred of Commissioners!
You should know that not only are these heads of veal to a slow exaggerated, but, as indeed those few heads, mostly to see junior races starting just two pilots, making it completely unnecessary, not to say useless, incidental, excessive, redundant presence on the track of the wonderful commissioners.
CVD (note: as it turned) at the start you have only two pilots, the first, indeed, has its own dignity, the second is a real insult to the memory of the engineer. Frenchman Louis-Guillaume Perreux (note: who among you not remember that, by filing the patent n.83691 - it was March 16, 1869 - Ing. Is considered the inventor of the bike?).
The trap door, wrapped in a blue suit mo 'the Michelin Man, it's so slow, but so slow that at one point Francis I, a little' more than it takes to run after exasperated by side shouting "But you want to go a bit 'stronger?" , while Gianluca Cecco and intend to push it!
Big Al 'tuba' with Anna, but the suspicion is that I'll take the bag with the sandwich advanced that she keeps in her purse as a reminder for her man. The
your , lazy and indolent than usual, took the opportunity to roll a cigarette.
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