Jeff Scott serves up yet another portion of methanol inspired
lunacy to satisfy your speedway craving appetite with his latest
book CONCRETE FOR BREAKFAST. Although some view speedway as little
more than a fairground sideshow attraction, Scott continues to
validate the sport's authenticity as he celebrates the romance of
its racing, the bravery of its competitors, and the idiosyncrasies
of its partisans on and off the track. An equal opportunity
offender, motorcycle speedway thumbs its nose at the nanny-state
bureaucrats of Health and Safety as well as the ubiquitous
corporate media that enlists the drama and daring of the sport to
validate its mission of spin, profit, and mediocrity. But, of
course, any sport composed of individuals who willingly embrace the
physical and mental challenges of speedway must by definition be
considered daring, maverick and subversive. Consider the physical
challenges of speedway: riding a high powered motorcycle without
brakes or gears, steering only by balance, gravity, and gyroscopic
luck four times round a shale covered track at speeds exceeding 60
miles per hour. The bike itself, a huge single piston 500cc
machine, without suspension, powered by methanol, roars its sweet
hymn to oblivion to those who ride and to those who watch. The
mandated helmets and kevlars are the merest genuflection in the
direction of self-preservation. In short, the entire enterprise
constitutes a complete commitment to barking madness. Let Jeff
Scott introduce you to this most anachronistic of sports in 21st
Century Britain. If you do you will eventually succumb to the
spectacle, the people, and the journey across its peculiar
landscape and geographies. You will learn the rhythms of the
unvarying repetitiousness of the team meeting format as well as the
uniqueness of each individual race. With his gift for location,
dialogue, and the human comedy, Jeff will escort you into his world
of speedway. There you will accompany him as he watches every
speedway team in Britain compete. He lends you his nose as he
savors the aroma of methanol, burgers, chips, stressed toilets, and
excitement. From his favorite vantage point in the lee of the
stadium grandstand or lost in thought on the road to (or from) yet
another event behind the wheel and the wipers of his much abused
car, Jeff will help you begin your own pilgrimage to speedway. And
even though there may well be CONCRETE FOR BREAKFAST for some
unlucky riders whose quest for glory ends in a bruised heap of
broken bones and bike, Jeff will cleave the chaos for you in a such
a way that the event will be invariably portrayed with the charm,
irreverence, humanity and compassion that informs the style of this
most unique of sports' most unique diarist. This volume is the
fifth book in a planned trilogy gone terribly, terribly wrong. It's
a "must have" companion to Jeff's masterpiece Showered in Shale as
well as his others: Shifting Shale, When Eagles Dared, or the
poignantly photographed Shale Britannia.
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