My bud Jason loves to heap (richly deserved) abuse on my bud Fil. So it had to take a lot of guts to show up at Good Times tonight wearing the ugliest kit I’ve ever seen. Bar none folks, just hideous. No way I could bite my tongue on this one.
The fact that it’s the uni for a REALLY fast team that won the inaugural Massachusetts Reach the Beach Relay doesn’t help. The fact that J gave me some race swag doesn’t help. It’s beyond help.
It would make an OK kit for a women’s team, or a French team or something. But dude, no. It’s like the Tour de France had a bastard child with USATF New England Grand Prix. No wonder they set the course record, I’m guessing they wanted to get off the road as quickly as possible.
As soon as I got home, I poured some bleach in my eyes and I'm feeling much better now.