Party With Floyd

Lance was a showman. Celebrity girlfriend on his arm, arriving in limos and expensive autos, no media outlet ever talking about him without also discussing the Big C.

Floyd is different. First, his name is FLOYD. Second, he is from Farmersville, Lancaster County. That's RIGHT HERE. He used to hang out at the Green Mtn Cyclery in Ephrata. He left the strict Mennonite ways to train and live in San Diego. You just know he was in his apartment with a fridge full of beers too.

For 7 years Lance made America proud even as the average American didn't really care. It was a routine. Just another reason to see Sheryl's ripped tanned legs on stage.

But Floyd is a good old boy. He came back from an 8 minute deficit - a task that everyone said was impossible to accomplish. The cops in Paris are waving Floyd flags. His is a different kind of win.

I hope there is a parade for him. I will be there with a cooler of beer and I will crack one open and raise it in a toast to him. Sometime this Fall I am going to hare a trail in Farmersville and we will have a beer check in front of his folk's house.