Back in the 90's, when I was still interested in mountain biking, a friend of mine showed me a picture of downhill word champion, Missy Giove. In that picture Giove was sporting purple hair and a dead piranha around her neck. However, neither of these things captured my adolescent curiosity. My interest in Giove was because she was physically appealing, for lack of a better description. Perhaps it was the fact that she strutted around in sports bras...who knows...I was a teenager.
Nevertheless, I had forgotten about Missy Giove until today. In the following article you'll read that Missy was caught driving a truck containing more than 200lbs of pot. Additionally, the feds seized more than $1 million dollars from her counterpart, Eric Canori and another 200lbs of pot at his home.
Oh Missy... the next bike you'll ride will be a stationary, setup in a gray room with very poor lighting. Your next jersey will not have "the missile" printed on the chest. Missy, you remember that nickname right? The nickname that the sport you loved, affectionately coined for you. Rather your next jersey won't include a name at all but rather a number and probably will only come in orange or some other blase color.
At the start of this post I was laughing but now I actually feel kinda bad for her. Then again, Miss's actions were very stupid.
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