Team Sky used to be fun. Not fun in the classic sense – the spreadsheets and general relentlessness made sure of that – but in a we’ve-only-just-been-invented-and-now-we’re-going-to-win-le-Tour kind of way. They were […]
“Comparison is the thief of joy,” said Theodore Roosevelt, the twenty-sixth American president back in the early twentieth century, before defiantly deleting his profile from an early (beta) version of Strava, relinquishing […]
All the envelopes have been pushed and all the gains have been marginalised. It’s the end of an era.
For the past few days, stage nine had carried the subtitle: “The day when Rudy Molard will lose the red jersey.” Despite being a strong climber, this mammoth Grand Tour stage through […]
I would never throw urine at Chris Froome. It feels like I shouldn’t even need to write this, so averse am I to throwing urine at anyone, let alone a British multi-Grand Tour winner, but it’s become quite popular.
The Tour de France has a problem. A Sky-shaped problem. It was visible out on the roads of France this year in the form of boos, jeers, gestures, and the occasional swipe at […]
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.
When the Tour de France races up to the airfield at Mende, in the region of Occitanie, as it did today, exciting things happen. We always get a great race. That final […]
Post-stage Thomas, having consolidated his Yellow Jersey, continued to give it the genial jack-the-lad Welshman, praising Froome and toeing the team-leader line. As TV’s Ned Boulting noted yesterday, regarding Team Sky’s internal politics: “at the very least we have a situation.”