First you have to custom fit a 40 cartridge into your otherwise unridable 888.
Then you have to remove that abortion of a stem and put one on that wasn't designed by a four foot tall French version of me: not that fast but full of dumb ideas and theories.
Then, once you get your bike working decently, you still have to have to win a World Cup so you can get on a real team with a real bike.
And even after you do all that, you go and hurt your shoulder and miss half the season. The whack-a-mole never ends.
Here's to 2014 Brook. You're getting better at the game.