Merry Christmas!

And...not related to cycling, but rather to sport (golf, via the Tiger) and Christmas (via MADTV-humor):

Tiger Woods T'was the Night Before Christmas Poem...

Twas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house

Tiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.

She wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,

Cause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.

He’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.

Woman after woman stepped up and confessed.

He’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,

With Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.

From the top of the Tour to the basement of blues,

Tiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.

With hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,

When not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.

Despite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin',

Tiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden.

And I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,

"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."

She’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,

Her prenup made Christmas come early this year.

We know we can't leave you with Tiger-bashing on Christmas morn, so here is Pappillon's present to you: images of the new WC previewed from the site of the great Tim De Waele/TDWsport (We're working on an arrangement that would allow Pappillon reasonable access to the entire TDWsport archive. Stay tuned!)