The Pistachios are very anxious about the chances of Cadel tonight.
This may come as some surprise to many of the Oncles who would be saying: “Don’t worry, we know what you’re going through, even Joop Zoetmelk won the Tour in the end!”.
However, though attention has been drawn this Tour, to the parallels (or not) between cycling and sports involving bat and ball, it is unlikely that the Oncles would have considered any commonality with another ball and stick pursuit – that of the game of golf.
But for the Pistachios, the similarities are eerily familiar… having been haunted for decades by another Pistachio trying to wave the Aussie flag and achieve sporting immortality on the world stage, the Great White Shark: Greg Norman.
Time after time he would lead into the closing holes of a major tournament; and year after year we would all rise at some ungodly hour to watch his inevitable triumph… only to witness a carefully camouflaged monkey emerge on his back at the 11th green and place a banana skin underneath his putter. That same species that we have witnessed deflating Cadel Evans’ tyres on previous alpine stages of the Tour.
Don’t take my word for it though, here is what the famous British Naturalist David Attenborough has to say on the matter:
“One of the most fascinating and unique primates on this planet is the migratory species Homo-Pistachius-Gargantuas. Native to the Pistachio Isle Australia, this rare and fearsome creature has claimed many an unsuspecting sporting champion with its devious predatory instincts.”
“Normally found in the wooded areas, or exposed sandy outcrops, at the side of long manicured naturally contoured lawns, or hidden in rocky crags at the side of alpine roads, the carnivorous Gargantuas possesses an extraordinary survival strategy and the ability to pursue its victims to all corners of the Earth.”
“A fussy eater, preying only upon the antipodean male Homo Erectus, Gargantuas is rarely seen stalking its prey, preferring to remain hidden; emitting a sound resembling applause until the testosterone levels of its unsuspecting victim reach incredible levels. Having lulled its victim into a false sense of security, the nearly invisible primate then leaps onto its victims back, sucking it dry all of testosterone (causing it to shrivel) and then unleashing a devastating nerve attack rendering the victim completely incapable of further physical performance.”
“Its appetite not yet satisfied, Gargantuas then descends upon the stunned fans of its original victim subduing all of them with a secondary feeding attack known as Erectus Crumbilis.”
“And in an even more horrifying twist, the Gargantuas doesn’t then move on to another victim. Instead it has demonstrated a sinister ability to farm its victims – going into hibernation… until years later, when the casualty’s
testosterone levels finally return, the Gargantuas readies itself for another terrifying strike.”
[Attenborough Crouches Down...]
“And here we are on the slopes of the Col du Galibier. Over to the side here at 2000m in altitude is (we suspect) a preferred feeding location for the Homo Pistachius Gargantuas. We will never actually see this creature until it
is too late and there is no known defence against it – not even a bag of peanuts. The victim’s only hope is that Gargantuas has not yet arisen from its hibernation.”
“Several reports have been documented in recent decades and in each case, scientists have attempted to classify the sub-species:
Homo-Pistachius-Gargantuas-Mizeus
Homo-Pistachius-Gargantuas-Twayus
Homo-Pistachius-Gargantuas-Faldus
Homo-Pistachius-Gargantuas-Espagnolus
With sightings of this creature so rare, scientists have only now realised that all these apparent substrains of this primate, are in fact one and the same creature….”
“Homo – Pistachius – Gargantuas – Farkus”
Give this man le trophee now. For the creation of this article is second only to the one he miraculously materialized only hours before our argumentative essay was due in the final year of high school. And yes a poultry 95% mark was duly awarded.
In the words of a great Australian icon Mike Moore… ‘ha ha, he’s done it again!’
Pure Gene-ious.
Pantastic
By: pantini on July 21, 2011
at 10:10 am
Relax my doubting friend. I am sure that the last member of this particularly nasty and evil species was found and exterminaed by Stephen Bradbury a few years back. Nuts everywhere should dare to dream. Go Cadel. I’m not at all nervous which is why I have just watched the peleton roll through the first 30km of the stage on the SBS live website thingy before the live coverage kicks in on telly/ All still together which is at the same time totally unsurprising but at the same time quite refreshing.
By: Todd on July 21, 2011
at 10:12 am
Yeah, relax, Cameron. Unless The Accountant really went back to his well, your countryman should be OK. Go organize something for that national holiday that will be coming up.
By: Robin on July 21, 2011
at 11:45 am
Cameron, we can only hope that Gargantuas finds it difficult to lock on to Cadel due to a plethora of other prey – a mass of Aussie fans lining the Alpine roads with their bodies absolutely pumping with testosterone – or maybe Porte or O’Grady or Voigt (an honorary gutsy Aussie courtesy of his wife’s heritage) in the midst of fulfilling their domestique roles. Looking forward to tonight’s stage outcome!!!
Lucas
By: Lucas on July 21, 2011
at 1:15 pm
Very nice work Cam.
I reckon MM might have said “mmm… I’m not touching that”
By: Mic on July 21, 2011
at 1:19 pm
After maintaining a 2.5 week silence and watching all the posts with keen interest, I feel it is now time to share my observations as the climax approaches…
Not being involved in the game this year allows a more detached perspective of the great race, (or at least it did until it became apparent that Cadel really does have his shit together this time around. Now I’m bloody nervous!). No team means I can sit back and marvel at both the tipping prowess of my erstwhile contemporaries and at these cyclists themselves. This (and the late nights on the couch with only a sleeping cat for company), have led me to speculate at length on what we are witnessing.
Firstly (as the peleton crests the Col Agnel and Robins Robert finally shows his legs), I think we are actually witnessing a clean tour. Amazing as some of the individual rides have been, they all (thus far) have the stench of authenticity. The ‘failure’ of anyone to make a attack pay off so far is a result of a combination of factors, not least of which is no doping. E.g….
Contador – given the cloud he is under, if he’s doping now, he is monumentally stupid. Also, he is older now, those startling attacks may be less potent than his 07-09 heyday. Lastly, I suspect he may now be having a tinge of regret about riding the Giro.
Frank – honest, but no more or less than his history suggests, not sure he or his team really have a clear plan any more, but they should get behind him, because…
Andy – is, inescapably, a pussy. Despite all my efforts to like him, I’m horribly unimpressed. Ok, if you haven’t got the legs, you haven’t got them. BUT, if you are going to attack, for christs sake have a crack! Don’t go for 200m, gap the field, then sit up and start wiggling elbows at your main rivals expecting them to pull for you. He must have done it half a dozen times. Pathetic I’m afraid.
Little Tommy – well, the world is upside down. Despite my best efforts to hate him, I just can’t anymore. The perennial showpony has balls of steel after all. He is the main beneficiary of clean racing. If Cadel can’t get up, I actually hope Tommy hangs on, don’t think he will, but all kudos to him if he can.
Sammy – the dark horse. Doesn’t seem to be too much talk about him, but he’s quality and in ripping form. Podium form for mine.
Ivan – back, good for him, clean and still not quite good enough because of it.
Cadel – for us Aussies, this is truly amazing viewing. He’s always had the physiology and the skills, but where has he found the brain? What gives with the calm demeanor, the smiles, the giggling with journalists for crying out loud! What happened to Cadelamity? Do they test for Prozac? In incredible form.
I’m as nervous as Pantani but as confident as Todd. Cadel will lose some time to Alberto and maybe Sammy on the Galibier tonight, possibly a bit more at Alp dHuez, but not enough to stop him taking the TT on Sat and wearing yellow to Paris. Contador for second, Sanchez to sneak past Tommy and Frank for 3rd. Andy nowhere.
Cam, your apes have been fading for the last generation. Several drowned off Newport, Rhode Island in 1983. One appeared behind first slip at The Oval in 2005, but the blonde leggie concerned found it and beat it to death over a six week period in 2006. At least one of the cycling sub-species was ground into the cobblestones of Roubaix only a couple of years ago. They are few in number, and now shy and anxious types. They’ll stay in the rocks.
Drew
By: Drew on July 21, 2011
at 2:01 pm
It seems Andy might have found his legs and enough spunk to have a crack Drew. Dammit. Final climb of the stage……here we go. Holding my breath. Bec
By: Bec on July 21, 2011
at 2:41 pm
You read it on this blog first, Schleck the Younger gambling with an early attack and the others thinking they will call his bluff. Will they? Gesink is certain to attack, will he help fold the plan laid by Leopard-Trek?
By: Robin on July 21, 2011
at 2:42 pm
Crap! I’ve jinxed Cadel and dissed Andy too soon. This is looking more like a winning move with every km. Schleck younger in yellow tonight. But by how much?
By: Drew on July 21, 2011
at 2:50 pm
Oooooooh … Cadel!?!?!? You have to go now!
By: Robin on July 21, 2011
at 3:04 pm
Wow! What a stage. I take my hat off to Andy, proved me wrong before my ink was dry. But Cadel’s counter was awesome, albeit a tad late. Biggest surprise was the terminal demise of SS and the accountant. Strange days indeed! Fri will be absorbing.
By: Drew on July 21, 2011
at 3:47 pm