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Weimer And Tomac Super Pole Laps At Bercy Featuring Weimer Eating Shit

Now, I don’t speak French, but I am 95% sure this dude converted to English when Weimer crashed. Goes from perfectly incomprehensible Euro jabber to a very coherent “Oh shit!” just like that. Weimer wound up winning the race anyway, and no one cares about the fastest lap except nerds. Although, Tomac was going fast as fuck. He could pull so many chicks in France if he wanted to after this lap, but he probably just went to bed early and pounded out 500 miles uphill on the road bike in the morning while also preparing his tax forms for the end of the fiscal year.

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Thunder Valley For Assholes: 450 Breakdown

Stewart Thunder Valley Crash

Photo cred: Matty Rice

Moto 1

Pre-race: Thunder in the vicinity, but if anything that will only make the racing better. People really break out the awesome scrubs when they could potentially get struck by lightning.

Holeshot: Tommy Hahn decides to get in the mix and pull the holeshot. But The Dunge got the holeshot that matters, the one that only includes himself and Stewie.

2 minutes: Weimer was making moves and passed Hahn for an ill minute before getting passed back. Stewie meanwhile has been working from about 7th to 3rd, leaving Dungey to wonder how he can get past the infamous octuple century BRO.

4 minutes: James is getting on his Everts game (but less European), standing up through ruts like a boss. He’s in the lead now and ruining everyone. The Dunge is up to 4th.

7 minutes: James saw that weird thing from The Mothman Prophecies crossing the track and then two seconds later ate shit in the ruts. James is out, and Dungey is Charlie Sheening this shit.

15 minutes: The Dunge is keeping it ice cold, no mistakes. He should have had the “Iceman” nickname. I say again it’s a bit ironic that Broc Hepler ran that one for so long. His concussion count did not really support that moniker.

16 minutes: Weimer makes the move on Hahn for second, running the leisurely pass around the outside.

20 minutes: Nothing’s happening. Nothing’s happening

27 minutes: Metcalfe around Alessi for third. No soup for you, Mike.

29 minutes: Dungey is miles out front.

Last lap: Couple of whips for The Dunge, nothing too fancy, but just letting his hair down a little.

Finish: Dungey, Weimer, Metty in the top 3.

Moto 2

Pre-race: Stew is a no show for moto 2. Dungey has this one in the bag. He can literally win at the push of a button. Also, #1 key to the race: Don’t hit neutral. So key, I have that written on my bar pad every time I go out.

Holeshot: It’s The Dunge. Maybe he’ll fall (spoiler alert: he doesn’t). Weimer and Shorty in the top 3 again, and Tickle ripping a good start finally.

1 minute: Shorty, right behind Weimer, doing triple step ups, not even giving a fuck that he won’t make the inside line. He passes Weimer in the section immediately after that. No coincidence, life favors the NFGers.

10 minutes: Dungey still out front, Shorty running second. Weimer is third but Tickle might have something to say about that.

15 minutes: Alessi fell. May or may not have stood on someone’s bike in an effort to beat them.

25 minutes: Tickle casually passes Weimer for third and has the crosshairs on Shorty now. Kid’s riding like a boss.

30 minutes: Again, Dungey by a mile. Maybe just throw him on a 350 so he can hate his life as much as the guys he’s annihilating right now.

Finish: Dungey wraps up a 1/1, first time KTM has ever done that in the big boy class. Shorty holds on for second, even though Tickle was going hard in the paint in third.

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Down The Line Hangtown Preview: 450 Class

stew

From @racerxonline

5 Ryan Dungey – The Dunge obviously has the results to back his game up recently, but that KTM still looks like a looming cloud of hideous uncertainty to me. He was definitely faster on the Suzuki, stamp it.

7 James Stewart – Stew looks way better on the Suzuki. He likes the bike. Like I said, literally could have given him a Yamaha with Suzuki plastics and he would have killed it. I’m calling him for the win, but every time I gamble I lose so we’ll see where we are on Monday.

10 Justin Brayton – How about Brayton? I remember when he was some arenacross joe; now he’s factory and just doing whack-off gestures in your face. I think he’ll be right about where he was in SX, up front in “tier 2″.

11 Kyle Chisholm – Chiz is definitely a better outdoor rider. As vanilla as Ice Ice Baby, but a good rider. JWR BROs are looking for some top 10s. Actually, they’re probably looking for top 5s, but I don’t see many of those in their basket.

18 David Millsaps – Millsaps is the big fish at JGR now. As long as he’s walking with that swagger (and not stopping it), he should be a top 5er.

21 Jake Weimer – Would you consider Weimer to be the marquis rider at Kawi now? Probably, right? He hasn’t won anything on the 450, but Rattray has never ridden one other than MXdN. Put Weimer down for a couple of podiums.

23 Gareth Swanepoel – Did not even know Swanny was riding 450s until just this second. He was the only dude to beat Mitch last year, so he can fucks with the big dogs. And that wasn’t a typo, I wrote “fucks.” Kind of on a Method Man thing right now.

24 Brett Metcalfe – Metty is going to do well because nothing lights a fire under a guy’s ass like being usurped as the focal rider under a tent. He’s also a better outdoor rider anyway. I see some top 3s.

26 Michael Byrne – Byrner was out for all of SX, and he’s on a team that typically struggles like the worst morning after ever. He’s the guy over there, but he needs some factory shit if he’s going to do anything.

27 Nicholas Wey – What I said for Byrne.

28 Tyla Rattray – Rattray’s another question mark for me. His fitness is what is going to get him places, but the guys in this class are generally pretty solid in that category. This isn’t the kid’s table, BRO. Step the speed game up.

29 Andrew Short – Short will probably be pretty solid. I wonder if he has to wrestle with Larry Brooks before every moto like Joelessi did in ’05? That wasn’t uncomfortable or anything.

32 Tommy Hahn – Hahn is kind of a machine outdoors, I’m surprised no one has been saying that. He’s also on the factory Honda. Of course, he’s one of a few candidates who always did way better off a factory bike rather than on one.

33 Josh Grant – I wasn’t really thinking about JG to do anything this year but he crept some good rides in at the end of SX. He was probably the only guy who smoked The Dunge a couple of times in 2010, but that was a while ago (pre-child).

36 Kyle Regal – Regal is also kind of a machine outdoors. Now he’s on a bike that he actually likes. And if worse comes to worst, he can just live off the sugar teen momma. I’ll take it, sandwiches for everyone.

46 Les Smith – Lester The Molester is riding for Langston. He’s golden.

48 Jimmy Albertson – Albertson needs to shake off that horrendous SX season and keep banging his hot wife. She replaced Erin Bates. She’s British. Probably says “lieu” and “torch”. But she’s still hot. Good for you, Jimmy. Oh yeah, and ride well and stuff.

50 Nico Izzi – Guarantee that Izzi lays down top 5 lap times pretty much every practice. He just needs to have fewer children and start putting down motos and he will be a top 5 guy.

52 Ben LaMay – 15th place. Next.

53 Ryan Sipes – Sipes is another dude who is fast as fuck but cannot put together a moto outdoors. He’s also coming off an injury and jumping up to the 450 class. He gets good starts on the 4-fatty, so I’ll give him some holeys and a smile.

59 Vince Friese – Vince might be the poster child of “No Fucks Given”. Fights on the starting line, taking anyone and everyone out, and he’s also privateer now so I would look out if I was everyone else on the track. Or around it.

60 Mathew Lemoine – Lemoine is also jumping up to the 450. His SX season was pretty flacid (yeah, flacid). No boner at all. We’ll see if he can get some people hard on the big bike. To be honest, I’m not expecting much, probably gonna need some help from the blocked sites on my computer.

232 Billy Laninovich – Lano is riding the TLD 450 for a few rounds at least. He’s a boss, but was always better indoors. As long as he’s throwing whips in everyone’s face, he’ll be a winner in my book.

439 Ryan Hughes – Ryno is actually racing. I have no idea where he will be. I swear to you I have been hearing from people that he’ll easily crack the top 10, maybe top 5. No lie. He’s probably meditating on it right now.

800 Mike Alessi – People think Alessi will do way better this year, but I’m not really seeing it. I think people forget that he rode the 450 last year for KTM, not the tree-fiddy. He’ll probably be about the same as he was, but with a black bike. Dock him two positions right there.

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Supercross For Assholes: 2012 450 Review Pt.2

Ryan Villopoto

Like a boss

Mid-season: Ok, this Stewart thing is not really working out, and now Reed and Dungey are out. But the second part of the series has got to come on strong, right? Right??

Daytona: Who ordered the mud? Of course at the gnarliest race of the year, Stewart crushes everyone. Probably because he was so busy riding in that shithole that he didn’t have time to think “Don’tfalldon’tfalldon’tfalldon’tfall. Fuck, I fell.” Villopoto also managed to bust out the Joey fall of the year, like a boss. Millsaps and Windham crept onto the podium.

  1. Ryan Villopoto – 221
  2. Ryan Dungey – 192
  3. James Stewart – 177
  4. Kevin Windham – 143
  5. Jake Weimer – 134

Indianapolis: Stewart bit the dust in the heat race and didn’t even make it down for the LCQ (that’s standard). Mike Alessi actually led this one for a little while; when the top guys are out, it’s his time to shine. Unfortunately this was one of those tracks with a whoops section and he got 6th. Villopoto was back up front and it’s pretty obvious at this point in the season that it’s a wrap.

  1. Ryan Villopoto – 246
  2. Ryan Dungey – 192
  3. James Stewart – 177
  4. Davi Millsaps – 151
  5. Kevin Windham – 146

Toronto: Villopoto smoked everyone. It was in Canada. You get the picture.

(You know it’s a rager of a season when 2 of the top 3 riders in the points aren’t even racing.)

  1. Ryan Villopoto – 271
  2. Ryan Dungey – 192
  3. James Stewart – 177
  4. Davi Millsaps – 169
  5. Kevin Windham – 166

Houston: Villopoto actually clinched the title at this round, with 4 races left to go. Stewart returned and cleaned the fuck out of Kyle Regal before turning his dark magic (no pun intended) to himself and crashing the fuck out of that Yamaha. Millsaps got sick of giving a fuck and put the JGR bike on the podium again.

  1. Ryan Villopoto – 296
  2. Ryan Dungey – 192
  3. Davi Millsaps – 191
  4. Justin Brayton – 181 (whoa, where did he come from?)
  5. James Stewart – 178

New Orleans: Villopoto won. Again. In the out of nowhere ride of the year, Grant comes in hot to take 2nd and remind people that he used to hand it to pretty much everyone on the track, the operative term there being “used to”. Still a ripper, though. Joelessi took himself out of third with a few laps to go and gave it to Brayton.

  1. Ryan Villopoto – 321
  2. Davi Millsaps – 206
  3. Justin Brayton – 201
  4. Ryan Dungey – 192
  5. James Stewart – 178

Seattle: Villopoto’s knee decided to be a whiny little bitch and kill itself. The Dunge was back for this one but not in true form, he even let Hitler Youth beat him. Roczen was 350 cruising behind Shorty all moto. Good race, Short was not giving it to the kid (“giving it” to kids is generally a recipe for trouble, ask Chris Hansen). [I don't actually think Roczen is a Nazi, but you can't deny that he is a Hitler wet dream come to life. That kid is as Aryan as it gets]

  1. Ryan Villopoto – 323
  2. Davi Millsaps – 222
  3. Justin Brayton – 219
  4. Ryan Dungey – 207
  5. Jake Weimer – 191

Salt Lake City: The “penultimate round”, as Ralph would remind us 1,000 times (he loves to keep it fresh). Villopoto is out for the season now (wow, really??). The Dunge came out in full force, after getting taken out by Weimer like a boss, he came back and passed him and Millsaps to win it, no fucks given (have I said that yet?).

  1. Ryan Villopoto – 323
  2. Davi Millsaps – 244
  3. Justin Brayton – 237
  4. Ryan Dungey – 232
  5. Jake Weimer – 211

Las Vegas: This one just happened so not much needs to be said. The Dunge crushed everyone on the course then crushed mad brews at the bar afterwards like a KTM champion (3rd place). Millsaps took 2nd and sewed up 2nd in the championship (NFG), Brayton grabbed 3rd.

  1. Ryan Villopoto – 323
  2. Davi Millsaps – 266
  3. Ryan Dungey – 257
  4. Justin Brayton – 257
  5. Jake Weimer – 229

Real talk: when was the last time Suzuki was the only brand not represented in the top 5? Suzuki bullshit. And I ride one so I can say that.

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Las Vegas For Assholes: 450 Breakdown

Las Vegas For Assholes thumbPre-race: This just in: everyone is ready to be done with this race. We’re in Las fucking Vegas.

Holeshot: Joelessi literally sticks his foot out to hold off Dungey. Understandable, that holeshot check represents about 30% of his earnings this season.

Lap 1: The Dunge triples past Alessi in the rhythm section, didn’t really need the crystal ball to see that one coming.

Lap 3: Metcalfe stands Alessi up in the corner after the rhythm. That’s two vodkas thus far if you are playing the drinking game.

Lap 4: Weimer around Joelessi. In the whoops, the section where Alessi dreams go to die.

Lap 5: Millsaps triples past Alessi for 4th in the same spot as Dungey and Metty, with literally the same effort as I am giving typing this sentence.

Lap 5 (cont’d): Izzi and Brayton around Alessi. If you’re playing the drinking game right now, stop. You’re hammered.

Lap 6: Grant sneaking into the picture now, getting around….well you already know who he got around.

Lap 7: Weimer ski-jumps it to the inside of Metty for 2nd. That ski-jump is no joke, by the way – only those who give the least amount of fucks can really handle it.

Lap 8: Millsaps totally BROing for it in the whoops to get Weimer, Weimer squares him up and keeps the position like a boss.

Lap 9: Millsaps’ and Weimer’s bikes make contact in the air, Human Centipede-style. All sorts of joey moves ensue, legs everywhere. But both riders recover without losing anything.

Lap 10: Brayton around Metty for 4th, coming up on Saps and Weimer. This race would actually be good if The Dunge wasn’t KTMing everyone right in the butt.

Lap 13: It’s pretty much wrapped. The Dunge has about 15 seconds, he’s basically an arenacross track ahead of everyone.

Lap 16: Brayton around Weimer for third in the turn before the whoops. Weimer looks like he’s over it, ready for the Hard Rock.

Lap 20: Fro talking about the 350 – “Bring a pistol to a gun fight when another guy brings a machine gun.” Yup.

Finish: The Dunge was already at the bar before the other BROs even made it to the flag.

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SLC For Assholes: 450 Breakdown

Dungey Speed TVHoleshot: Millsaps rips it like a boss. JGR boys are all “What the fuck’s a James Stewart?”

Lap 1: Weimer passes Dungey and Alessi in the whoops, a clear indicator of not giving a fuck. Weimer into 2nd.

Lap 2: Millsaps and Weimer are jumping the whoops (N.O.F.G.) while The Dunge is still blitzing them.

Lap 5: Short and Brayton doubling through the first rhythm and Tickle triples through and essentially cuckolds both of them right into 7th and 8th. Tickle into 6th.

Lap 9: Dungey gets around Weimer, but tees himself up two turns later to get punted. Weimer isn’t playing around with that nice guy shit anymore. Like a boss. Dungey is up quickly and is ten different shades of bullshit.

Lap 12: Millsaps stretching it out over Weimer now, looking solid as fuck.

Lap 13: Alessi gets bucked in the whoops like a motherfucker. Turn down that rebound, Tony. Brayton catching up in 5th.

Lap 15: Brayton all over Alessi, but you didn’t need me to tell you that.

Lap 16: You gotta love the superfans that need Ralph and Fro to tell them what color Dungey’s and Weimer’s bikes are in order to distinguish who is who. Dungey now close to Weimer.

Lap 17: Brayton triples past Alessi in the first rhythm. Mike’s 2-3-3-1 was really paying off until now [it wasn't].

Lap 17 (cont’d): Dungey nice-guy passes Weimer and it did not live up to the hype. Especially since CBS was way too concerned with the battle for 4th to show it as it happened. And nothing against Jake, but everyone in the stands was waiting for The Dunge to get pissed.

Lap 19: Millsaps living the joe life in the rhythm section and just like that Dungey is in the lead. Davi and Jake gave it to him easier than his chick would if he wasn’t most likely saving himself for marriage.

Lap 20: Feld BROs got a little to antsy in their pantsy and pulled the trigger on the fire ball a lap early. Nothing like a 30 foot mushroom cloud and a wave of heat that could singe your eyebrows to help a guy focus on the last lap.

Finish: The Dunge takes it. Good thing he fell or this would have been as much of a snoozer as a final round where every championship is already wrapped up.

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Seattle For Assholes: 450 Breakdown

villopoJoetoPre-race: According to Ralph, Villopoto has had a perfect season for a year and a half. Of course, just like a perfect game in baseball simply consists of winning the game. Also, Dianna is wearing the new Thor women’s jersey for this race, designed specifically for what is important in women’s motocross: tits.

Holeshot: Shorty getting back to the old tricks with the start, Supercross.com is pissed; perhaps they should have saved some of that money they dumped into truck racing. Yeah, truck racing. Ken-doll right with Shorty on the KTM -100.

Lap 1: VilloJoseph hits the dirt and his knee is all fucked up. Wasn’t even a good crash. If you were trying to pick up a girl and showed her that crash she would laugh and give you a tampon. A used tampon.

Lap 2: Say what you want about Villopoto, but his pimp walk off the track was pretty fierce. Diggin’ the scene with a gangsta lean.

Lap 5: Fro discussing how Roczen rides the 350, Ralph chimes in: “And don’t forget, Short was riding that 350 KTM a year ago.” Ralph Sheheen: an oasis of worthless, common knowledge moto facts.

Lap 6: Weimer, Brayton, and The Dunge battling for 3rd. Dungey is probably upset being beaten by Roczen. He might even be so bold as to use the term “Cotton-headed Ninnymuggins”.

Lap 7: Shorty and Roczen duking it out, but keeping it clean for the kids. Roczen continuing to triple off the dragon’s back, giving the same amount of fucks as Lebron James has championships.

Lap 8: The Dunge shows a wheel to Brayton, who immediately instructs him to sit the fuck down. Dungey back to 7th.

Lap 10: Still trying to figure out when exactly Mike Alessi lost his visor. Probably ripped it off like a tear off thinking it would be more aerodynamic, which it is, as long as you measure in units of gay.

Lap 12: Fro’s grunt as Millsaps got a little far forward on the step-on actually made me laugh out loud. Sounded indistinguishable from the guy in “My New Haircut”. Davi now on Alessi for 5th.

Lap 13: Davi and The Dunge pass Alessi, who is probably considering just losing the entire helmet and seeing if that helps any.

Lap 15: In-depth coverage the battle for 9th now. Fascinating stuff, feel like this is about the time when a car insurance commercial would fit right in.

Lap 16: Chisholm’s pic in the on-screen graphic is Ryan Sipes. That’s the most interesting thing happening right now.

Lap 18: Weimer and Brayton are still 3rd and 4th, although I think even their parents forgot they were in this race. Catching Roczen real quick, too.

Lap 20: Short is “I’ve never won”-ing the fuck out of the last lap, rolling doubles like a boss and not giving a fuck.

Finish: Short, Roczen, Weimer. Who had that one picked? You literally could throw darts at a wall of photos and be more accurate in choosing podiums these days.

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Houston For Assholes: 450 Breakdown

Houston SupercrossPre-race: Erin chatting it up with Rickie Fowler, who is way smarter than everyone on the line. Golf sluts are the best sluts as long as you keep them quiet, just ask Tiger.

Holeshot: Millsaps and Villopoto are bar to bar, so that essentially means that Villopoto got it and we can all go home.

Lap 1: Not even kidding when I say that I forgot that James was in this race. He’s coming for that 72, just you wait. Running 12th like a boss.

Lap 2: Kiniry and Joelessi running 3rd and 4th. Weimer is feeling good about his chances in 5th.

Lap 3: Weimer into 3rd. His good feelings were justified.

Lap 4: Kyle Regal giving James Stewart the business, James retaliates with a quick lesson in business ethics: Don’t pass me, BRO. Regal hits the dirt.

Lap 7: James eats shit in the rhythm. To quote the tweet of the night by @tmon3yy – Tonight karma was spelled k-y-l-e.

Lap 9: Villopoto just thinking what he can spend this championship bonus on. Probably nothing. We don’t want to get too fancy.

Lap 10: Time to take a break and rank the Monster girls – I’m going with 1, 3, 4, 5, 6, 2. Stamp it.

Lap 15: Ralph breaking down everything that Villopoto has won. It basically all starts with “Monster Energy”. I call a fix. The Monster Mafia has connections. Dungey broke his collarbone in a practice crash? More like Tony Soprano was practicing his golf swing on Ryan’s shoulder. With a lead pipe.

Lap 18: Millsaps running an eazy 2nd this whole race. He is also the only guy still tripling in after the start straight. Like a boss.

Lap 20: Nothing happening the last half of this race. I don’t think there was a pass on the track. Villopoto wins the championship, fan-fucking-tastic, can we go outside yet?

Finish: Villopoto wins it, lays the bike down to celebrate. So BRO, just a step below ghost riding. Gravy Millsaps gets second and Weim-Time takes 3rd. Those are not even relevant nicknames beyond rhyming, but I don’t give a fuck.

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Toronto For Assholes: 450 Breakdown

RV toronto SXPre-race: Dianna running the fully straight hair today. Fully straight fire is more like it. Add that clip to Boner Jams 2012. Also both Alessi brothers are lined up next to each other to create a black hole of Joe-ness. Their gear is coincidentally black.

Holeshot: Brayton takes it but Villopoto is right behind him so we might as well just pack this one up now.

Lap 2: Villopoto passes Brayton in the second rhythm section. That’s a wrap.

Lap 4: Villopoto gets huckafucked all over the place in the whoops but saves it. Brayton is hanging with Villopoto but anyone who knows what’s what understands that RV has about 10 more bullets in the chamber that he is just saving for when the fast BROs come back.

Lap 6: The top 5 is boring as fuck now other than Windham doing whatever he wants like a boss. Metcalfe and Musquin are battling for 8th, Metty passes Marvin in the whoops, which is pretty much the default pass spot for guys that ride KTMs.

Lap 8: The whoops look gnarly. Some people are pretty much just rolling through the first half of them. Those people are all named Mike Alessi.

Lap 9: Windham almost passes Millsaps for 4th and the crowd goes wild. Even drunk Canadians who have been putting down $10 beers know that Windham is the fucking boss.

Lap 10: Windham gets around Millsaps. Zero fucks given.

Lap 12: Villopoto is pulling away. Shocking.

Lap 14: Fro and Ralph discussing how Villopoto needs wins now. Maybe for the record books, not for the points. He has this one locked up like a Catholic priest who forgot to drug the kids.

Lap 15: Windham passes Weimer for third. Pushing the limits of absolute zero for giving a fuck.

Lap 16: Weimer jumps about a mile off the track, throws a fist pump for the boys. Black panthers!

Lap 19: Villopoto tire tapping the little triple out of the 2nd-to-last turn for the kids. That is all I have to say about the last 4 laps of this race. #lookathowquickthatgrassgrows!

Finish: Villopoto, Brayton, Windham in the top 3.

Post Race: Weimer talking shit on the dudes who roll around in the main. Spot on. If you don’t have 20 laps, you don’t have a Supercross race. Earn that Budweiser, BRO.

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SD For Assholes: 450 Breakdown

Ryan Villopoto San Diego 2012Pre-race – Jeff’s keys still don’t include the single greatest piece of advice that anyone has ever given me: don’t fall, and ride better than everyone else. No awkward wink for Dianna this week. She went with the subtle “Hey” to the camera. I’m almost positive she was talking to me. I didn’t respond, like a pimp.

Holeshot - Metcalfe gets it. Ralph asks if he can win. No BRO, where the fuck have you been? Suzuki isn’t going to win a 450 main event this year.

Lap 2 – Villopoto passes Metcalfe, who proceeds to punish himself by casing the triple before the finish line like a joe. I think he might have sharted, too.

Lap 3 – Stewart murders Dungey in the whoops as Ryan resorts to doubling through at the end because he races a Buick KTM. Ralph comments that Dungey isn’t hitting the whoops well. Dynamite input, champ.

Lap 4 – Weimer passes Dungey, Dungey responds by putting him in the tuffblocks. Not up in here! Nice guys finish second, assholes finish first. Assholes on KTMs finish 3rd.

Lap 6 - Reed, lurking on Villopoto, is getting through the whoops “something fierce”, according to Ralph. Sheheen is on fire tonight.

Lap 7 – Erin talking about how Chad changed the clutch/throttle ratio and is totally killing now. Droppin’ science on your ass.

Lap 7 (cont’d) – Bubbsy falls. Again. Supercross-only is totally paying off. James is literally so stuck that fucking Bear Grylls has to roll through and cut him out. Bear then used that piece of his pants to fabricate a new addition to his house.

Lap 10 – K-Dub getting some cam time. Running 5th, looking leisure as fuck about it. Standard Windham.

Lap 11 – Weimer is out like a boner in sweat pants. He claims he’ll be back with a new attitude at D-town. No more of this KTM bullshit, Dungey.

Lap 12 – Windham passes Metcalfe even though he was six different kinds of fucked up in the whoops. He was actually blocking an assassin’s bullet from hitting Metty. With great Windham comes great responsibility.

Lap 15 – Stewart running 16th. Can you insure falls in a Supercross? No worries, Coy will collect on the fire at JGR that he started that was caused by electricity or something.

Lap 17 – Villopoto and Reed about to lap Alessi, who sees this as his time to show the world that he can run with them. He’s channeling the last line in Supercross: The Movie – “Time to go get famous”.

Lap 19 – This race is actually good now. This is like every game in every other sport where you could watch only the last two minutes and be easily just as satisfied.

Lap 19 (cont’d) – Reed into 1st. When Ralph yells, he sounds like a fat woman giving birth to an equally obese baby. Yeah, it’s majestic.

Lap 19 (cont’d again) – Villopoto says the same thing Dungey was saying to Weimer.

Lap 20 – Reed tire taps the last five whoops. Just give him the win.

Finish – Villopoto, Reed, KTM Dungey. Hansen gets 5th, does not giving a fuck about it like a boss.

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