Zeke is to EVIL what Rowdy Roddy Piper was to the bad guys on that old Hulk Hogan cartoon. Except he’s not hand drawn. And he doesn’t wear a kilt.
Much.
He likes long walks on the beach while tripping on mushrooms, and he’s not afraid to fart on your head while you sleep, post coitus.
By the looks of things, he’s got quite alot of gas packed away for his next romantic interlude.
“I think I fucked your girlfriend once… maybe twice, I can’t remember. Then I fucked all your friends’ girlfriends. Now they hate you.”
Ever since the bus died, we’ve had to resort to getting around in our weekender.
All original parts.
Pure class.
Then race this mofo…..
Handling some email inquiries, so I figured I just go above board and be done with it.
Yes, we’re the same Evil that has been on Ragbrai since 1999. Yes, we used to have a big back bus. Yes, we’re the ones in all black. Yes, we’re all still alive, we’re just all over the country as opposed to being centrally located in the midwest as we once were. Yes, Cheever is still alive – very much alive in fact, contrary to popular belief. Yes, a lot of us work in the bike industry for various companies or our own companies.
No, we are not Evil Eye. No we’re not not Team Evil 66, or whoever the hell those dudes are. We have not in any way deviated from our original mission of pure (and by pure I mean chemical laden) destruction. We are not a part of any other team on Ragbrai that has co-opted the word “evil”. We have no partners, no affiliations, no guides, no masters.
We good? Good.
Marshmallow in the helmet. Dave points. We’re still with you, folks. (photo: Pat Malach – oregon.cyclingaction.com)
…and the clouds prepare for battle in the dark and brooding silence, bruised and sullen storm clouds….
Crapshit! Fuckballs! Assrocket! New words for your kids, if you have them. Lessons begin promptly at 9am.
Here’s another image from the estimable Heidi Swift, courtesy the Everyday Athlete blog. Always some good photos and words and whatnot there. I personally go for the whatnot, and the clean restrooms.
smiles by reason
Our BAC is now down to just over the legal limit. Someone tried to take Biddle’s temperature rectally, but Biddle hiccupped, and now that person no longer has that finger. It’s sad, post-war collateral damage.
…..there’s a dog loose in the wood…..
Well the folks posted the results from SSCXWC09, and we won the thing 6 times. In one day. Hard to fathom, I know.
So, West Coast Evil has shot its wad for the first time in a long time, but there is more lunacy afoot in our world, worry not. How about lunacy in your world? Really? There is some? Send it to us at chorthole at evilcycling.com or dave at evilcycling.com
We’ll snort it, or pee on it, then post it.
Like this little gem, from the Liesure Bar bathroom in St. John’s. Cheever’s got a fan club, and after this weekend’s performance, he should have one.
mathematics and greetings
Stevil saw things through his own lenses, of course we all did, but if you want to see the Egg Rope, then click here. Be warned.
roll out with the homeys
Actually, we didn’t sign any autographs. We did get some insults though, and we deserved them all.
Here’s Biddle, Captain, and Stevil ready to do battle. And battle we did. We’re mostly positive we won, and by won I mean we were all well towards the back of the pack.
A majority of our success can be dealt with by reviewing our preparation procedures. We take our “racing” very seriously as we are quite the sporting types. Cheever’s preparation invoved pissing himself at some point and launching egg ropes off Dave’s porch. The team exercise involved tomato juice, as seen here, sometime around 11 am on Sunday, mere hours before the start of the race.
the team “stretches”
Things began a downward spiral by Friday night, and ended by nosediving into the earth late Sunday night, sometime after the stipper bus, the Thunderdome, the Sabbath cover band, and the 56,876 innocent beers that died in battle. Your selected Evils for this event were: Stevil Kinevil, Captain Dave, Chevil, Biddle, Robert, and The Viking. They all sucked.
We were far too idiotic to get a team photo. Maybe you did? You can send everything you like to Dave At Evilcycling.com please. For all things bike related, actually. Send your alleycat flyers, etc. Or porn, we take that too.
We do have a lot more photographs HERE, so check them out.
Welcome to Gonzo bicycle racing, I suppose, in homage to Hunter.
Evil was victorious as they won their 8th consecutive SSCXWC09. We lapped the field 4 times and set a record time.
Then we woke up. More soon.
It’s technically over before it’s begun.
the offensive line