« Then there were three... | Main | Did someone mention unicycles? »

IFB Fight Club

With the Moorcock Inn Rooley Moor Road being the scene of many a bare knuckle fight, baited on by a pack of drunken quarry men. It’s only fitting that this new bunch of downhills are given the names of the champions, who where only images on fag cards to the men who laboured on these moors.


The John L Sullivan


The Troy Terror


The Professor


The Belfast Spider


Comments

Men in lycra!
Did they ride bikes too!

Post a comment

(If you haven't left a comment here before, you may need to be approved by the site owner before your comment will appear. Until then, it won't appear on the entry. Thanks for waiting.)