We have entered the second week of hype for Super Bowl LV, and while I’m eager for Sunday’s Chiefs-Buccaneers joust, I don’t feel the need to write, or read, another story about Tom Brady’s pregame diet, so I’m going to ask for everyone to take a quick detour with me, to the muddy, wonderful world of cyclocross racing.
(Plants. Tom Brady eats lots of yummy plants.)
Here’s the deal with cyclocross: imagine if somebody came up with a bike race, merged it “American Ninja Warrior” and set it to the tune of “Yakety Sax.” You ride a bike as fast as you can over surfaces like pavement, grass, mud, and sand, and then dismount and carry the same bike up stairs, and over barriers, and whatever other ridiculousness the promoter wants to toss out there. Riders wipe out. They get covered in muck. You are thinking: I don’t know, Jason…this