I would officially like to report a theft. What a surprise that the dirty, stinkin' thieves would be from New York.
Back on Oct 26th, I wrote about the Spanish Lake CX race and the circular maze that was the main feature of the course. I wrote the following about that part of the course, "I suppose there was a certain degree of technique needed on the giant cinnamon bun of death..."
Lo and behold, barely more than a month later, Velonews reported on the Staten Island Cyclocross this way,
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Posted Dec. 1, 2008
New York City is the proud home of the House that Ruth Built, The World's Most Famous Arena, and a legendary marathon that concludes with a final sprint into Central Park. To that world-class sports heritage you can add one more landmark:
The Cinnabon of Despair.
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The Cinnabon of Despair??? The Cinnabon of Despair!!!
Well, isn't that special? I wonder where they got the idea for THAT name? The only reason I didn't use the Cinnabon name was for trademark reasons. What is this world coming to when disrespectful young toughs can go around cavalierly naming portions of cyclocross courses after delicious lovin' from the oven and think that the news won't get back to the rightful owner. Think of your own damn cooking references!
Feel free to use the Struedel of Hate or the Stollen of Broken Hearts. Just keep your hands off my cycling baked goods, New York!
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Back on Oct 26th, I wrote about the Spanish Lake CX race and the circular maze that was the main feature of the course. I wrote the following about that part of the course, "I suppose there was a certain degree of technique needed on the giant cinnamon bun of death..."
Lo and behold, barely more than a month later, Velonews reported on the Staten Island Cyclocross this way,
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Posted Dec. 1, 2008
New York City is the proud home of the House that Ruth Built, The World's Most Famous Arena, and a legendary marathon that concludes with a final sprint into Central Park. To that world-class sports heritage you can add one more landmark:
The Cinnabon of Despair.
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The Cinnabon of Despair??? The Cinnabon of Despair!!!
Well, isn't that special? I wonder where they got the idea for THAT name? The only reason I didn't use the Cinnabon name was for trademark reasons. What is this world coming to when disrespectful young toughs can go around cavalierly naming portions of cyclocross courses after delicious lovin' from the oven and think that the news won't get back to the rightful owner. Think of your own damn cooking references!
Feel free to use the Struedel of Hate or the Stollen of Broken Hearts. Just keep your hands off my cycling baked goods, New York!
Send e-mail anywhere. No map, no compass. Get your Hotmail® account now.
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