Welcome to Quick Fill.
It’s Christmas time, and usually I’d expect to hear Run DMC say “in Hollis, Queens” right here, but that’s a different story. We’re rolling headfirst into the Christmas Holiday and ready to spend a little bit of time with our families. So, with that said we’re going to continue what has become a bit of a Quick Fill Christmas Tradition with the GNCC Night Before Christmas.
So, with that said, that’s actually going to be it for this week’s edition of Quick Fill. We wanted to keep things short this week so you can maximize the time with your family and get in that last minute Christmas prep… It’s sort of like last minute race prep, isn’t it? Anyway, enjoy the GNCC Night Before Christmas, your Christmas and we’ll see you back here for the next edition of Quick Fill!
GNCC Night Before Christmas
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all across the land
Not a creature was stirring, not even at Ironman;
Every machine sitting in the garage with care,
In hopes that next season soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of 2-strokes danced in their heads;
Mamma in her PJ’s, and I in my Snowshoe shirt
Had just settled down to dream about the dirt
When out on the lawn I heard such a sound,
It appeared the GNCC crew had just came to town;
Running to the garage I got very siked
Threw on my boots and jumped on my bike.
The moon on the breast of the newly lighted track,
Gave the luster of mid-day to objects out back,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a full row of riders, dressed out in fresh gear.
With that striped shirt flagman whom I always see,
I knew right away that it was Ricky Towery.
Suddenly over the loudspeaker Rodney came,
And he yelled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Ashburn and Delong, Fowler and Neal, Russell and Kelley, Hart and McGill”
To the first turn, it shall be a great day,
TEEEEEEEEENN SECONDS and we’ll be underway!"
Ripping up the wet dirt beneath the sky,
I thought to myself, “man these guys can really fly”,
So up the steepest hill each rider flew,
Throwing roost all the way, with the mud fleas’ helping too.
And then with a splash going through the deepest creek
I told myself “I’m going to do this every week!”
Drawing my hand to pull a tear off from my goggle lens,
I realized that I was in a position to win.
So I hammered down, and began to pull away
My confidence told me that today was my day.
I grabbed the hose and took a sip from my Camelbak,
Right before climbing the biggest hill on the track.
As I crested the hill I realized the track was rough
To finish this race, I’ve got to be tough.
I kept it together, not one single stall,
Next thing I knew, I was leading the overall!
I wonder to myself, “how could it be,
An amateur like me has somehow taken the lead?”
Even though my mind nearly filled with doubt,
These kinds of things are what GNCC Racing is all about.
I just had to keep things up for one more lap,
A win like this would put me on the map!
Through pro pits with a twist of the throttle,
Stopping for gas and a fresh water bottle.
My crew spoke not a word, but went straight to work,
And filled up the gas tank; then turned with a jerk.
I asked about 2nd place, my voice filled with doubt,
They gave me a nod and said “man, you checked out!”
Crossing the finish I took the checkered flag
I jumped on the podium, and tossed out some swag.
I grabbed the mic from Mikey and yelled with all my might,
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOODNIGHT!