Q: What *is* the deal with Susan's breasts?
A. Not really sure, to be honest. We have noticed that they seemed to have become beings unto themselves of late. Associate editor and vocal critic of most things you call dear, Susan Haas's breasts have always enjoyed some notoriety in the press room, but in the last few months they've become focal. Dean took a picture of her name tag at the Yamaha dinner and posted it. Innocent enough. Then, in the middle of the Superbike press conference at Daytona, some Japanese reporter came over, and as she was transcribing in real time, he clearly shot photos of her breasts. Hundreds of them.
Like we said, no idea.
Q. Is it true Soup's Gal Friday Maggie was injured in the Sept 11 attacks on New York?
A. Not injured, thankfully. She works right by the WTC site, and like everyone that day, was profoundly affected by what she saw and experienced. She doesn't talk much about it, honestly, other than to say, "When I looked out my office window and saw a pair of pants float by, on fire, I knew something bad had happened."
And, on the lighter side, she has also never publicly released the voice mail Dean left her on that morning as the terrible things were happening. The one where he was crying like a baby and repeating over and over "Just get out! Get out!"
Q. How come you don't cover 250 GP (750 Supersport, FX, etc etc) in depth like you do Superbike?
A. Resources. We can clearly see which classes are the most popular with our readers (via page views) and frankly 250, FX and the rest don't garner as much interest as Superbike, WSC, 600 Supersport or MGP. So, it doesn't make much sense for us to cover them in-depth, especially with our small and tightly knit group of pirates/writers/photographers. We know there are people who live and die for 250 results and news. We may even be one of them, it's just, to use a fire-fighting metaphor, we have to throw the water where it'll do the most good.
Q. Um, why Red Wing, MN?
A. Soup is a global web site, with contributors the world over, with a Webmaster in San Fran, writers in the Midwest, California, Japan, Italy, London, etc but yeah, the home office is in Red Wing, MN.
Soup is largely Dean. Dean lives in Red Wing. As he says, "If you're dumb enough to live here for 30 years, you may as well be dumb enough to do it for 50."
Red Wing is a small (15,000 people) Midwest town, idyllic in a sense. There's decent riding within ten minutes of the office elevator, good coffee and even a decent bar or two. Why leave?
Q. Ah, the bone chilling cold, perhaps? Doesn't it get like nine trillion below zero there in the Winter?
A. No, you're thinking International Falls, Minnesota, usually the coldest spot in the nation in the Winter. That's like eight hours driving time to the North from Are Dub.
Thanks to global warming and/or shifts in the weather patterns, South-eastern Mn. doesn't get as cold as it did ten or twenty years ago. We can ride March through October and oddly, it doesn't even snow that much now.
Q. God, I love Ohlin. Who is Ohlin, really?
A. Ohlin Metzler is our staff satirist. He regularly contributes to Soup. We're not allowed to say much more than that or risk him running into the shop truck with a forklift--blades set at window level.
Q. I've seen Dean at the races. It was bitterly cold and he was *still* wearing shorts. What THE HELL is his problem?
A. Some thing Dunlop tire engineer Jim Allen and Dean have for showing everyone they're not afraid of a little chilly weather. Allen lives in Buffalo, NY and doesn't even bother with a jacket if it's above, like, 40.
Q. I was riding in Northern Califonia and a guy in Soup leathers passed me last Sunday. If you're in Minnesota, isn't that a hell of a Sunday ride up to The Wall?
A. John Ivy. Born in Texas. Lives in California.
Q. Are the Soup faithful like Deadheads? That is, are they computer-literate hippies driving VW microbuses to races and cruising the paddock in hemp Aerostitch suits, as legend has it?
A. Not really, well, at least not that we know of. Other than those two Canadians that follow Crevier around everywhere.
Q: What's up with the Eddie Lawson infatuation? Cripes, didn't he retire from racing back when they ran 1000cc Superbikes the first time?
A: Tell us who's a more deserving Superbike rider to feature than The Ed and we'll tell you you're wrong. Four times, baby, four times, read 'em and weep.
Q: Dean, is it really true that you once got hit smack-dab in the package with a runaway Superbike wheel?
A: Ooooff! 'Tis painfully true. Here's the story, so you can read all about it (link).
Q: Is it true that Webmaster Tim rode 500 miles with a broken leg?
A: Yes. Here Tim tells the tale:
The full story is: Rode from England to Germany (via Belgium, taking in the public road parts of Spa on a small detour - au rouge looked mighty scary) to the Nurburgring for a two day "Perfectionist Riding" course.
Early on day two, involved in a 5 bike pileup about 2 miles into the lap (on a straight!) when the instructor at the head of our 10 bike long group decided to stop when we were not expecting him tothe last 5 bikes crashedI was the first of the 5 and one of the bikes behind me hit my leg as I slid down the track.
Got up, thought I'd sprained my ankle.
Got the bike repaired (used a passenger footrest for a front one and got a new brake lever from a local dealer).
Next day, couldn't get my regular bike boot on, so put on high top tennis shoe instead, rode back to the UK from Germany (pissing down with rain all through Belgiumwas a blessing as it kept the leg/ankle cold)got some funny looks on the cross channel ferry too.
Next day, realized I couldn't walk too far, got a friend to give me a ride to the airport; Iflew to Ireland to meet up with girlfriend to attend a friend of her's wedding that weekend.
Borrowed girlfriend's father's cane for the weekend.
Mother of the bride was very impressed that my girlfriend didn't mind going out with a cripple.
Flew back to the UK on the Sunday night.
Monday am, rode (on my other bike) to work - leg still not getting better - went to Doc's - told me to go get X-Ray at hospital. Went to hospital, leg was broken just above ankle.
Hospital was small regional one, orthopedic surgeon only in half a day a week - was there when I was - was able to put leg in plaster that very day.
Had to get friend to pick me up from the hospital, and get another friend who rode to ride my bike back home from the hospital parking lot.
4 weeks later, cast came offrode bike that evening.