Scene: Mallow County, Cork, Ireland, many years in the future.
Richard and Patrick reminisce about a run-in they had during their battle for second at a Munster CX Series race many years ago.
by Brendan Hennessy, OldVelos
Richard: “Where were you?”
Patrick: “At the shops, Centra. Here are your mints”
Richard: “I used ride for them remember – St. Finbarrs – Centra?”
Patrick: “Remember? Like that time you ran into me in that race?”
Richard: “I don’t remember it that way. Mallow, wasn’t it?”
Patrick: “That’s right, Birchall’s course. Revolution Cycling Club. Always rained in Mallow”
The Mallow CouThe Mallow County race took place in Ireland over the weekend. 2019 Munster CX League Race 3. © Sean Rowe
Richard: “Whatever happened to Paul?”
Patrick: “Not sure really, last I heard of him he was going to circumnavigate the globe the other way ‘round.”
Richard: “You’d think once was enough.”
Patrick: “What age is he now?”
Richard: “Let me think. Well that day, Paul was racing over 50s—what year do we have now?”
Patrick: “Dunno. It’s a long time ago anyway.”
Richard: “By the way, I won that race, fair and square. But there was some hullabaloo.”
Patrick: “No. You didn’t.”
Richard: “I didn’t? Yes, I did. Fair and square.”
Patrick: “No you didn’t.”
Richard: “Sure hadn’t I caught you by the last lap.”
Patrick: “No, it was me who caught you.”
Richard: Doesn’t matter, I won anyway, fair and square, like I say.”
Patrick: “Sure neither of us won that race.”
Richard: “Then who won it?”
Patrick: “Maes.”
Richard: “My namesake, I remember him.”
Patrick: “Yeah, I was on a team with him, remember? Then he signed for Strata – McGregor.“
Richard: “Road racing?”
Patrick: “No, MMA. He had some uppercut.”
Maes (left) took the win in the Elite Men’s race at Mallow County. 2019 Munster CX League Race 3. © Sean Rowe
Richard: “Mallow was always a technical course, never enough running for the likes of me. I was a good runner, remember?”
Patrick: “Remember, do I remember, sure after you fell off you ran up to that line like John Coughlan, or whatever his name was? Treacy. That’s it Treacy. There was another lad Treacy raced back then…”
Richard: “Fell off is it. Sure you had your hand on my bars all through the corner.”
Patrick: “Now come on, you put your bars where my bars used to be.”
Richard: “Look, you overcooked the corner. Be fair. I can remember it clearly, see, I was behind you.”
Patrick: “You were beside me.”
Richard: “I had the outside line.”
Patrick: “How could you have the outside line when I was the one wrapping myself up in marking tape.”
Richard: “Ok, yes, maybe you did, but I can remember it clearly, you slammed on your brakes.”
Patrick: “What was I meant to do?”
Richard: “That’s right, you lost control?”
Patrick: “For God’s sake, you left me nowhere to go.”
Richard: And then you lost control, see?”
Patrick: “Lost control is it? Sure you were the one with your feet out.”
Richard: “And then you grabbed my bars.”
Patrick grabbed Robert’s bars in a bid to stay upright. 2019 Munster CX League Race 3. © Sean Rowe
Patrick: “Grabbed? I was falling. I thought I had the seatpost and could pull the bike back up.”
Richard: “And when that didn’t work you stuck your leg into my back wheel.”
Patrick: “And you rode straight over it, just like in Flanders, straight over it lad. Not a thought.”
Richard: “Straight over it? You gave it a kick.”
Patrick: “Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t.”
Richard: “I was airborne!”
Contrary to what it looks like, no legs were harmed at the end of the race. 2019 Munster CX League Race 3. © Sean Rowe
Patrick: “Airborne? I‘m the one with the scars of those 36 teeth on my thigh all these years. I used to them as the guide for where to stop shaving my legs. Do you remember that, shaving legs?”
Richard: “Yeah, nicking the back of your knee. Pure amateur!”
Patrick: “Or your missus wondering what happened her Imac.”
Richard: “Anyway, you fair wrapped yourself in my bike that day Pa.”
Patrick: I was caught. It was you who were dragging me.”
Richard: “Dragged, you wouldn’t let go.”
Patrick and Richard were still friends after their run-in. 2019 Munster CX League Race 3. © Sean Rowe
Richard: “Who else won that day in the women’s races?”
Patrick: “Lisa Stapelbroek won a lot of the women’s races back then. And yer man Luis Mota in the B-race. Remember, the lads used call him MotB! There were some great juniors then, too.”
Lisa Stapelbroek won the Elite Women’s race.. 2019 Munster CX League Race 3. © Sean Rowe
Richard: “Did you keep anything from back then?”
Patrick: “Yeah, I’ve a few jerseys somewhere, a blue one.”
Richard: “Did the winner get a jersey?”
Patrick: “No, it was like a league. You had the red one, ’til Maes took it. Munster CX League they called it.”
Richard: “That’s right. Seán Rowe used to take the photos. He’d know.”
Patrick: “Do you remember, we’d spend all night on the internet looking at photos. What were we like?”
Richard: “We were good Pa, that’s what we were. We were good.”
Patrick: “Yeah, but I was better, Richie, I was better, right?”
