I respected Greg a lot. We had some real ding-dong battles - especially in that 1983 Tour of Lombardy.... The finish was so close.

A tiny dark object came sailing out of the window and landed at the giant's feet. Polybotes yelled, "Grenade!"
He covered his face. His troops hit the ground.
When the thing did not explode, Polybotes bent down cautiously and picked it up.
He roared in outrage. "A Ding Dong? You dare insult me with a Ding Dong?" He threw the cake back at the shop, and it vaporized in the light.

I did have a bit of a ding-dong when we were together.

I'm getting married in the morning! / Ding dong! the bells are gonna chime. / Pull out the stopper! Let's have a whopper! / But get me to the church on time!

You may look like a chick now Westley, but you've still got game.
Of course I do and if you weren't so easy to score on I might actually get to use it sometimes. This was barely a workout.
Girl, if you were looking to score all you had to do was say so. You have no idea how easy I can be.

Hit him in the ding ding!"