It was year three for Red Bull’s Madskills MX brought to life and the event continues to deliver on intensity 40 seconds at a time, while also suffering the same criticism as year one: too long!

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Conceptually, Straight Rhythm has always promised crazy excitement and the most intense action you could imagine on a motocross bike. Head to head races where even a single finite error could mean you’re eliminated or you just became the underdog in the best of 3 series. It sounds amazing but just like the Major League Baseball  schedule having too many games, in the Straight Rhythm, there are just too many damn races.

Think of your typical Saturday night Supercross event. In the seats or on the couch by 7:30 and wrapping up by 10:30. Three hours of nonstop action, points on the line, series momentum and careers hanging in the balance. Straight Rhythm is a one-off event that offers the intensity with none of...

Something is off with the once mega-spectacular MEC.

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Remember when the first running of the Monster Energy Cup came around? It was like the Superbowl of Motocross for the first time, all over again. The excitement surrounding the event was insane! It was supposed to be a super prestigious, invite-only event which would combine the best of Supercross and upscale the obstacles, send the riders out of the stadium into a more “roots of motocross” section of race track, which also worked as a lure to get top stars of the GP series to come over for the event. It all sounded so good.
We saw a few falters in that inaugural year. It didn’t really draw the GP stars, the outside “motocrossy” section never really had much of a chance of filling that description (and it didn’t) but all in all, the event really was special and served it’s intended role; as a revamped US Open and...
I never thought a series of events could take place where I would not only accept but claim an asterisk in racing.

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I looooooong ago took a totally hardline stance regarding the asterisk in racing. I hated it. Believed it to be a bitch-move to claim it and just a catch-all excuse for any race result not ending how said “asterisk-claimee” wished it had, to cling to like a safety net.
Trust me, I’ve thought about this complete flip flop long and hard. And I am someone who prides myself on my pragmatism and logic when coming to conclusions and hardening my resolve into, typically, unwavering belief. It’s just that this instance involving Jason Anderson’s horrific pummeling following the 2nd race of the 2016 MXdN is essentially the silver bullet to my “no asterisks in racing” mantra.
I don’t want to get into the nitty gritty of pointing fingers of blame and all that, that...