Thursday Track Report: Barbarians at the Track!
- Written by Bwana Bwana
Bwana emerged from his stately yurt to give the decree: 2-person relays with 6X400 for each person, last place team to get drawn and quartered and their heads placed on a pike at the entrance to the track. Needless to say, no one was last.
Several of Bwana's Golden Horde were taking a spa day from being barbarians. Volkert the Not-So-Nice was scolding his paper boy for knocking over some of his tulips with an errant toss. Casper the Gasper was hyperventilating at the prospect of his upcoming dental appointment. Tara the Librarian was working on her fearsome Dewey Decimal System tattoo. And Goldfine the Scourge of Lemont was writing a absolutely scathing review of an overhopped pale ale for Beer Advocate.