If you've been following this blog, you'll know that I'm a bit behind with my cycling viewing at the moment: we don't get much TV coverage in the UK, so we have to be grateful to Eurosport for what we get.
Unfortunately, we got 8 days of Paris-Nice and 7 days of Tirreno-Adriatico, all on at weird times of the day, and overlapping.
Now, as I have mentioned, I don't actually have TV at home (no, really!) so I rely on my boyfriend to let me watch his TV if there is cycling on. Luckily he has just bought a Hard Disc Drive recorder - I will still be using words like tape and video, but you know what I mean - and we managed to record pretty much all of it, but it's taking us a while to watch it. So you'll have to excuse me if some of my comments here are a bit out of date!
I heard this expression for the first time, then, over the weekend, it cropped up in the commentary on the Tirreno-Adriatico.
It was used in reference to Andre Gruipel from Omega Pharma Lotto, apparently he fell off in the warm up on the first day, and had to do the Team Time Trial looking like this (right), poor man.
He was obviously feeling bad, as he pulled out of the race on the following day.
I guessed from the context that he'd fallen off in such a way as to make contact with the tarmac with his face.
And then I found this:
There's not really a lot I can add to this, except AUTCH! as Andy and Frankie say!
And actually, I can add something (apart from "anyone know who the rider is?" ) and that's another face plant:
Oh dear!
It's a wonder that any pro cyclists have any teeth left!
And yes, Figgy, I don't have TV. Well, why should I? I don't care for:
a) Cooking shows - I can already cook.
b) Garden progs: see above. Plus they make me throw things at the screen.
c) Reality TV (*makes throwing up gesture*)
d) Football (*repeats throwing up gesture*)
e) House makeovers - for heaven's sake, throw out the clutter, paint it plain colours, how difficult can it be?
f) Soaps (*repeats throwing up gesture*)
g) So-called Talent shows - ugh, shudder, not likely.
Is there anything else on tv these days? LLB lets me watch the cycling at his place, along with Pro Bull Riding if I am good, and occasionally we pass the time with winter sports - we're both quite keen on Nordic skiing, bob sled, and I don't mind Skeleton Bob even though it's quite scary to watch, but I'm afraid I cackle hysterically at Luge:
I mean, can you imagine a less flattering angle for a photo?
And the way the competitors' bodies, in slow motion, wobble around like a wet-suit filled with custard - sorry troops, can't take it seriously.
Where was I? Oh yes, now that Stargate SG-1 has finished, there's not a lot of point watching tv, so I don't.
Instead I have an extensive library of DVDs, and I have just finished watching Twin Peaks. This has been quite a revelation to me, as I didn't watch it when it came out (guess why? Yup, no tv), and now at least I know who the Log Lady is/was.
And I've seen David Duchovny in drag. Very convincingly! I shall leave you with this image, and invite any comments...










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