What do you get when a race is organized by the greatest hockey player ever? Sheer friggin' greatness! Where's the packet pickup? Only itty bitty friggin' Consol! "6.6k is a weird distance," is something you would say if you didn't realize that's the jersey number of the greatest man in hockey! As for scenery, they shut down Centre, Liberty, and two bridges to view the greatest city on earth: Pittsburgh. But, every race must end and that sucks...UNLESS YOU'RE WATCHING A SCRIMMAGE GAME OF THE PENGUINS! Yep, you get a medal and a Pens dry tech long sleeve shirt. Seriously, all the other races aren't even trying...