Wednesday, June 11, 2008

i died a little this morning...

ugly , hideous, might as well be Shimano? What's the point of going Campagnolo if you don't drool a little every time you see your bike leaning in it's corner before a ride, like a seductive Italian podium girl? I've had Campy on one of my bikes for a year and a half now and every time I ride it I take my gloves off so I can fondle the sleek carbon levers. My Dura-Ace race bike is pure mechanical speed, but my Record bike is cycling satisfaction. I had even begun to consider upgrading the race bike to Campy too, and had already decided that my next ride would be all Italian componentry. Until this morning, that is. Now I will be on the lookout for close-out pricing on the 'old' stuff - the levers that actually make your bike look good. Shimano levers look like unattractive but perfectly functional precision machinery, and Campagnolo has always looked like Sofia Lauren was reincarnated into carbon bike parts. This new lever looks like two inbred retards mated in the Carolina woods and their baby was all forehead and no chin. I can see the sex happening, but where's the love?

This is like seeing the Giro girls go from this
to this

all just to attract a little more attention. Give me the first one, please.

Tuillo is rolling over in his grave right now.


Quenton said...

I've been contemplating the same thing. I love campy with all my heart and soul. Well, untill last year. Now, I'm really tempted to go SRAM, all the benefits, cheaper prices, no ugly.

1st: they took technology away from Centaur so it's levers are not raceable anymore, (soo much for chorus's unknown, badass little brother).

2nd: they make these new levers as ugly as possible. Sure "but they go to 11", but they look as sexy as a bloated blue whale....


G said...

Yes, I shed tears when I saw that. I really with they would ditch the 'escape' mechanism and let all the levers act the same. However, I would take escape on record levers before the new shape. Campy has made the groupsets that grab you by the loins, and without that touch, there's just really no point.