The great Honda RCV topic

But at least he [Rossi] is still in the title fight, unlike Honda, whose reigning world champion has scored exactly half the points of Lorenzo. Depending on whom you talk to in pitlane, Marc Márquez’s problem is either a lack of mechanical grip or a lack of flywheel weight.

The flywheel idea is plausible because a light flywheel makes the engine spin up too quickly when the rider opens the throttle, which causes wheelspin. And when the rider closes the throttle the engine shuts down too quickly, causing the rear wheel to lock. These symptoms tally exactly with Márquez’s comments.

A few years ago, HRC would’ve sorted these issues in no time. In the two-stroke era they calmed the NSR500 engine by adding tungsten inserts to the flywheel. But midseason engine development is now banned: all engines are sealed at the first race, so no changes are allowed and there’s no going back to last year’s engine.

If flywheel weight is the issue, then HRC may try to compensate by adding mass to the (cassette) gearbox or ignition pick-up, but it’s not easy to make a big difference there.

f the problem is mechanical grip, then perhaps the 2014 chassis that Márquez tried after the Catalan GP will solve the problems.

But even if Márquez starts winning now, it is surely too late for that title hat trick.

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“We still not decide [if we will use the 2014 chassis next time at Assen],” said Marquez, speaking at the back of the Repsol Honda pits. “I was at a meeting now and we need to see where, which points we improved. The thing is that the feeling was good. I feel good and a good potential.

“But I only did 5-7 laps [because of the rain] and I cannot say if it is much better or much worse, because you need to try with new tyres, with old tyres, with a long run and today we didn't have the opportunity.”

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Jumkie said:

I wonder why the "whine" birds haven't emerged. Why hasn't Marquez been labeled a whiner for blaming his equipment? Why haven't the psychologists emerged, to tell us it's all in his head? Where are the manly men, to tell us he should shut his gob and get on with it? So far Kevin Cameron. Mat Oxley, Dennis Noyes, and Kracpot Talkin have all written complex rationalizations to account for Marquez crashes.

Kesh & Mick, you two seem to know a lot, why do u suppose the whine birds, sports psychologists, and manly men haven't emerged among our trusted jounolists?

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Jumkie said:

Well, not exactly, Arrabbiata1 and Barry are great friends. I think Barry is actually scheduled to come over to Arrabi's house.

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Jumkie said:

Arrabbiata1 is clearly the bloke on the right. He has the more commanding grip.

Wait, actually that might be Barry, as his hand naturally curls like that, as if holding something cylindrical.

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Willski said:

But only the diameter of a thumb by the looks of it. Nothing very girthy

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Jumkie said:

Wait, actually that might be Barry, as his hand naturally curls like that, as if holding something cylindrical.

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Arrabbiata1 said:

.......where did this come from?...

Tell me Barry it’s not true
That dogs and apes make out with you
But one thing that you love to do
Is hanging out your mate’s emu

Barry when you’re in the zone
within the privacy of home
do you wait ‘til you’re alone?
before you give the dog a bone?

And what does racing mean to you?
You don’t attend – you never do
Is it really traffic queues?
or a preference for your local zoo’s?

Or is it that you don’t like Dorna?
You tend to feel they misinform ya
but when you tell us how to corner
you’re really casing Aussie fauna

You tell us that your greatest lure
Is being in the great outdoors
- the only outback you’ve explored
is out the back of your pet horse

Casey reaped what he had sewed
The animal that Duc’ bestowed
And when you saw the beast he rode
It prompted you to shoot your load

Casey’s branded as a fairy
The thought of lactose sends him lary
Perhaps it’s you that makes him wary
Creaming in his local dairy

I realize when you ‘take a ride’
The 848 you’re not astride
The dog knows that you’ve learnt to slide
when you slip your knob inside

And Barry did you mean them harm?
the animals that you ‘embalm’
so taken by their wild charm
and stalking New South Wales farms

Should really watch your ‘foot and mouth’
You stuck it in and blurted out,
I’m not referring to your gout
your reputations ‘going South’

…from what you’ve said it does appear
that in the Southern Hemishpere
the thought of nature does endear
- that’s no excuse to prod a steer

And did you have to tell us all?
these sordid facts that so appall?
The feral things that so enthrall
You love all creatures great and small

For all the things that you ‘profess’
I’d no idea that you’d confess
about the things that you obsess
the hapless beasts that you molest

So tell us was the dog and sausage?
maybe the guilt you sought to assuage
a subtle hint a hidden message?
or is this all your ‘right of passage?

Tell us what you’re planning now?
Nothing that the law allows
Hitting on your neighbors sow?
A secret tryst with next door’s cow?

Barry must you always gloat?
And constantly attack the GOAT?
That’s not the one that you deep throat
So ‘bugger off’ you filthy scrote

A honey badger fantasy
Tiger Toni ecstasy
The ‘Loris’ that you liked to see
Was one residing up a tree

Ape or dog it’s all the same
There’s nothing you won’t try to tame
So many beasts you stake your claim
Where you’re concerned it’s all fair ‘game’

An Antipodean menagerie
Wombat, emu, wallaby
Reared by Baz for all to see
…but covertly just for buggery

And Barry do you differentiate?
Between ape or dog or ungulate?
The beasts you snare capitulate
And watch you as you ..........

And do you ‘Barry Machin’ate?
Cogitate or contemplate?
Stop and think or ruminate? ( that’s ruminate – not ruminant…relax Barry)
over livestock that you violate

So tell me Barry it ain’t true
That you’ve transgressed the last taboo
Small wonder we all laugh at you
When you’re ‘backing in ‘ a kangaroo

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Arrabbiata1 said:

.......where did this come from?...

Tell me Barry it’s not true
That dogs and apes make out with you
But one thing that you love to do
Is hanging out your mate’s emu

Barry when you’re in the zone
within the privacy of home
do you wait ‘til you’re alone?
before you give the dog a bone?

And what does racing mean to you?
You don’t attend – you never do
Is it really traffic queues?
or a preference for your local zoo’s?

Or is it that you don’t like Dorna?
You tend to feel they misinform ya
but when you tell us how to corner
you’re really casing Aussie fauna

You tell us that your greatest lure
Is being in the great outdoors
- the only outback you’ve explored
is out the back of your pet horse

Casey reaped what he had sewed
The animal that Duc’ bestowed
And when you saw the beast he rode
It prompted you to shoot your load

Casey’s branded as a fairy
The thought of lactose sends him lary
Perhaps it’s you that makes him wary
Creaming in his local dairy

I realize when you ‘take a ride’
The 848 you’re not astride
The dog knows that you’ve learnt to slide
when you slip your knob inside

And Barry did you mean them harm?
the animals that you ‘embalm’
so taken by their wild charm
and stalking New South Wales farms

Should really watch your ‘foot and mouth’
You stuck it in and blurted out,
I’m not referring to your gout
your reputations ‘going South’

…from what you’ve said it does appear
that in the Southern Hemishpere
the thought of nature does endear
- that’s no excuse to prod a steer

And did you have to tell us all?
these sordid facts that so appall?
The feral things that so enthrall
You love all creatures great and small

For all the things that you ‘profess’
I’d no idea that you’d confess
about the things that you obsess
the hapless beasts that you molest

So tell us was the dog and sausage?
maybe the guilt you sought to assuage
a subtle hint a hidden message?
or is this all your ‘right of passage?

Tell us what you’re planning now?
Nothing that the law allows
Hitting on your neighbors sow?
A secret tryst with next door’s cow?

Barry must you always gloat?
And constantly attack the GOAT?
That’s not the one that you deep throat
So ‘bugger off’ you filthy scrote

A honey badger fantasy
Tiger Toni ecstasy
The ‘Loris’ that you liked to see
Was one residing up a tree

Ape or dog it’s all the same
There’s nothing you won’t try to tame
So many beasts you stake your claim
Where you’re concerned it’s all fair ‘game’

An Antipodean menagerie
Wombat, emu, wallaby
Reared by Baz for all to see
…but covertly just for buggery

And Barry do you differentiate?
Between ape or dog or ungulate?
The beasts you snare capitulate
And watch you as you ..........

And do you ‘Barry Machin’ate?
Cogitate or contemplate?
Stop and think or ruminate? ( that’s ruminate – not ruminant…relax Barry)
over livestock that you violate

So tell me Barry it ain’t true
That you’ve transgressed the last taboo
Small wonder we all laugh at you
When you’re ‘backing in ‘ a kangaroo

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BarryMachine said:

I'll stick to backing it in behind the toilet door.

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Jumkie said:

So...did anybody wish Caitlyn Jenner Happy Father's Day?

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