That’s like when you hear on the news that they gave away tickets to a Selena Gomez concert, including a backstage pass and a chance to hang out with Selena after the show. And the whole thing sounded like a great idea to get the fans backstage to meet their ideal, but the reason it sounded good was because the event promoter was thinking that the contest winner would look like this:
Or maybe this:
And then you hear that they randomly selected a winner and he ended up being this guy and he tried to kidnap her or strangle her or use chloroform, and that’s why you’re hearing about it on the news:
That’s sort of what’s it’s going to be like when all the real pros that have worked their asses off for Trans Provence line up on the start line and meet ol’ MattPatt in the hills of France. The only difference is that Selena only has to put up with CreepyStalkerDude for maybe two hours, tops. Trans Provence is a whole week. And we’re not just talking riding, either. Group meals and camping all day, urday. Not to mention Matt’s like 80 years old, so all the other guys are going to have to listen to him complain about back pain and arthiritis and get a history lesson about Hite-Rites and John Tomac and on “back in my day…” These contest things always seem like a good idea at the time.
And congrats to 2nd place runner-up Jeff Kendall-Weed as well. He can’t choose between his parents last names, but what he can do is hit sweet-looking, big, secret jumps in Norcal and lose an online video contest: