"You Have Been Irrigated"

A quick story while waiting for Diesel to finally pop up out of the aero position and slow down, Floyd Landis to reach the starting line, and Portugal's keeper to guess wrong on a penalty shot:

Somewhere in the Cornfields of Southwestern Illinois at about 7:30 AM on Sunday it was already 237 degrees and we were an hour into our ride. Corn standing about six feet high sandwiched the narrow country road. Up ahead I saw what appeared to be a giant, souped-up sprinkler — massive enough to be fed by a fire hose — spraying water over large patches of land. As we sliced through the corn at about 23 MPH, the water timed out perfectly to blast all three of us in the face.

"You have been Irrigated," I turned and said to Activeness' JPD. An inside joke if there ever was one.

"I just hope there aren't too many chemicals in that stuff," responded JPD.

We'll see if corn sprouts from our ears.