So your saying there's a chance?

My research continues on the quest for the right sport. My latest interest seems to be cricket. I am sure that no one on the island of Evansville plays cricket, but I think that I can get a league going. I have checked the gear out and it is cheaper than replacing the SRM. I don't really know much about it, but it is a game with a large paddle that I assume you can hit people with, so it can't be all bad if there is potential blood shed.

The other interesting point is that the Cricket gloves look like they could come in extremely handing for cycling if I decide to bite the bullet and fix the SRM. They look like field sprint supreme gloves, maybe even perfect for the track and the kerin event.

Speaking of cycling, the doper is trying to get on Mob. He worships me and wants to be my bitch, so I think that with another week of begging I might relent and let him on. Wait, it isn't my team, so I don't really have any say. Oh well, he is still gonna be my bitch, plus he can hook us up with Fuentes. Well, I guess he can hook us up unless he gets implicated in the T-Mobile confessions or Joe Papp tells on him. Wait, he doesn't know Joe Papp, but neither does Floyd so it is still relevant and Joe can tell all about the dopers practices.

By the way, since I watched the tour last year on TV and all of the riders and team managers got kicked out or are at least going to be, I figure I am going to throw my hat in the ring as the '06 winner. That is right, I won the tour in '06 by default. Call the frogs, they will tell you. Wait, maybe not, I know Barker, who lives by a Menonite restaurant which makes me guilty of being on Floyds team. French logic hard at work.

From the island,

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