Even sheep get cold feet.

The Parliament of Sheep met yesterday to determine the fate of the National Bicycle League. Would it become part of the ABA, creating a single national BMX sanctioning body, or would it continue to serve as an ATM from which USA Cycling could withdraw vast amounts of cash at will? The Sheep of USAC had a big decision to make, and one in which they could not possibly lose, because they would be paid millions of dollars either way. I wasn't there, but I imagine it went something like this:

The Head Sheep clambered up on top of a rock. "Fellow Sheep", he intoned, "some years ago we managed to talk a bunch of chimpanzees into giving us the revenue from the nation's second-largest BMX sanctioning body. Since then, we have used this money in any way we desired, all the while stringing these silly chimps along with promises that we would 'evaluate' their riders and 'accept letters' containing their riders' addresses. In the meantime, we have managed to hand out half a million dollars per year in compensation to OUR people!" Wild cheering erupted, but the Head Sheep waved a hoof for silence.

"Now we have a decision to make. Do we take $2.5 million dollars from the ABA, or do we continue to make money off the NBL just the way it is, tossing the occasional Olympic dream in from of them, much as our friends the Donkeys are led across the desert by carrots held ahead of them on sticks... carrots which they will never reach! Either way, my fellow sheep, we will get MAD FAT CASH!" More cheering... and then it was time to vote. And the sheep raised a single voice to the sky, saying,

"The sale to the ABA would be..."

"...."

"BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!" And just like that, Clayton John's effort to rescue the NBL from a road cycling organization was stopped dead in its tracks.

I heard the news approximately ten minutes before a Pat Metheny Group concert here in Columbus, Ohio. Those of you who know me well know that nothing short of nuclear war could stop me from enjoying a PMG gig - and even then, I'm not sure that would do it, unless Pat's tour bus was blown up in the process - so I didn't worry about it until I got home that night.

Approximately sixty people emailed me to find out what I thought about the decision, including one NBL Trustee who sent me a somewhat deranged rant about his personal "victory" over me. The correct response to all of these people would have been "Who cares what I think? I'm an old fat guy with a website." My massive ego prevents me from being that honest, however, so what follows are my observations on what we can expect in the future, and what we need to do to preserve BMX for the next generation of riders.

Let's start with a little "Last week on, 'As the NBL Turns'", just to acquire perspective.

Which brings us to the present day. I will break my thoughts on the subject down to Observations, Predictions, and Advice.

Observations

Predictions

Now we come to the last section, Advice, where I make suggestions on how to make the best of a bad situation.

Fixing BMX is easy, if the people involved are willing to put aside their personal interests long enough to do it. November fifth was a vote for more mediocrity, more of the same, more misery... but it can be the kick in the hind ends that we Donkeys need to get moving. And this time, we can do it without the help of the bleating sheep at USAC.

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