State Crit Weekend Wrap-Up
Tuesday, May 26th, 2009Super Squadra is currently embroiled in our most intensive racing block of the season. Starting with last Thursday’s Driveway criterium and finishing with this weekend’s Tulsa Tough, three-day NRC event, we’ll test our legs seven times in eleven days. It’s a final blowout before a long awaited “summer break.”
In continuing Wheeler’s winning streak at the Driveway, Wenger pulled off an amazing victory on Saturday at the Gary Glickman criterium, held on a titillating circuit in a Richardson business park. The course, although it featured a 180-degree turn, was fast, fun, and enjoyed by all. With a fair amount of elevation gain and loss heading into and away from the start finish line, it was fairly easy to split the field, but nearly impossible to stay away as we barreled down the backside of the course into a direct headwind. A multitude of splits emerged, including a very dangerous move containing Wenger, Stefan Rothe, and Sol Frost, but as the lap cards ticked down, the field remained more or less together.
After a group containing myself and a number of other dangerous riders, including Lawson Craddock—who appears to generate watt output by flailing his arms and legs as ferociously as possible—came back at the bottom of the backside hill, Wenger took a flyer off the front in an attempt to both win the race, and set Phil up for what appeared to be an inevitable field sprint. However, the gap to Wenger never closed as he punched it up the hill, and started his victory celebration well (very, well) in front of the finish line.
Sunday’s GS Tenzing crit presents a strong argument to make this weekend an omnium event. With a lower prize payout and a fun, but slightly less engaging course, the incentive for many racers to skip the event and save their legs for Monday’s State Championship race is gaining more and more appeal. We considered it ourselves this year, before ultimately deciding we drove north to race, and race we will. Despite a few missing faces, a large field of 80 or so riders lined up for the flat, albeit windy course next to Frisco’s EDS Superdrome. From the start it became obvious that many were racing conservatively, and it would require a late, hard effort to stay away from the bunched up field. That’s exactly what happened when I joined forces with San Jose’s Heath Blackgrove and Bike Barn’s Mitch Comardo with about 20-minutes to go. We worked efficiently together and held off the chasing TX Tough led pack to battle it out in a three up sprint. I took a moment of hesitation to open up my final kick, but failed to dupe Heath, who caught my draft and managed to get by me a few meters from the line. Phil, Wenger, and Ting (glorious Ting) all finished in the top ten as well. Although second wasn’t the result I’d hoped for, I gotta admit it’s pretty cool having the chance to go toe-to-toe with an Athens Twilight winner on our home turf.

Finally, Ft. Worth. For the last five years or so the site of the State Criterium Championships has remained at the Will Rogers Center, a spectator friendly urban venue with a technically demanding course. After our two previously successful days of racing, we came into the late Monday morning start with a laid back, yet confident team vibe. The team plan revolved around racing conservatively for the first 30-minutes, so when Stefan Rothe took off solo on lap one, we were pretty happy. However, Stefan was paid well for his time off the front with roughly $500 in primes. With an hour to go Wenger and I relieved Wheeler, who’d been guarding the front of the field like a man possessed, with a succession of counter attacks. From that point on the field stayed more or less single file, with many Super Squadra represented breaks heading up the road, but none sticking for more than a few laps. Knowing our best chance for victory would come out of a small group, we kept the pressure on until three laps to go, when San Jose’s Heath Blackgrove took the front of the field and promptly mowed down anyone trying to get away. In the chaotic dash for the line Phil got squeezed in the second to last corner by a team diving to the inside, and subsequently tossing a cone up into the top ten riders. It bounced around like a graduation beach ball and created enough of a distraction to put anyone in its way out of contention. Phil held on for sixth with Wheeler in ninth, and both myself and Wenger grabbing the last couple money spots.




