The Cow And I

On Top

I'm not one to brag. It's common knowledge that I've have my share of defeat. And, I have to admit things were looking very bleak for awhile in BeefStakes. Gastrically hobbled by what I suspect was an inflammation in my Nissen Fundoplication, I logged in paltry amounts of beef for almost a full month. Guy had me by the short hairs, I thought, and there was no way I could wriggle out of it.

And yet, as Max's curtain of darkness descends on the contest a month later, here I am in a slightly different position. By "slightly different", I mean ahead. On top.

I don't doubt that my opponent will come roaring back with some serious feats of consumption in the next few weeks. I won't know for sure, because of Max's unknown and unknowable plan to keep us guessing for some unspecified period. But I DO know, finally, that my opponent is not invincible. And with a 4 kilo lead at the last reckoning, I can sit back and take it easy for a couple of days, if I wanted to do so. Or take a drive in the country, even eat some fried chicken for a change.

And that feels good. So good, in fact, that it makes me hungry. What the hell, I think I'll go help myself to some more beef. Ta Ta.

Posted by eric at June 27, 2004 11:17 PM