Tour de France 2018 Stage 21: Geraint Thomas – man of the people
“Y’see how uncomfortable he looks, drinking champagne on the bike and taking the applause of the crowd,” said the WelshContinue Reading
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“Y’see how uncomfortable he looks, drinking champagne on the bike and taking the applause of the crowd,” said the WelshContinue Reading
He was collared by a press man and asked a question. He opened his mouth and the lip trembled. He hid his face beneath team issue baseball cap (should be a casquette, really, but whatever…) and sobbed, squeezing out a manly “aww jeez…I don’t know what’s wrong with me,” and then he sobbed a bit more.
It would’ve been easy to lapse into terrible cliché as the race rolled out from the holy town of Lourdes.Continue Reading
A slow day on Le Tour. A lull. Tomorrow is a big day of Pyrenean punishment and legs are beingContinue Reading
The riders had brought their A-game of casually deliberate. Sitting astride top-tubes, wrists a-rest on bars, and impassive. Whoever had made the decision to start this stage with riders staggered in rank order had perhaps never seen a bike race. Or heard of cycling.
Alaphilippe descends like the devil. Yates would’ve known the Frenchman was on his tail. Often hindsight is the post-stage blog writers best friend, but something was surely going to happen. I could feel in real time in my twitching left leg and white-knuckle grip on the settee.
The Tour de France, as we know, generates an awful lot of hot air. From fans, journalists, bloggers (!), teamContinue Reading