After the magnificent efforts of yesterday, the peloton must have been delighted to wake up to face the Giro’s shortest stage today. In the end the sprint teams worked hard to keep the breaks under control, especially on the climbs and descents at the end. As they tore through the Swiss border control with 7km to go and into the mazy streets of Lugano, Lampre-Merida positioned Sacha Modolo perfectly to take his second win and his team’s fourth. The GC remains unchanged.
It’s January, which starts with J, as does the word joey. No, not Tribbiani – those little kangaroo babies that are so prominent in the run-up to the Tour Down Under. Not only do we have a whole gallery of snake-handling, joey-cuddling, koala-gazing cyclists, but we have Fabs leading the sheep. Continue reading
Cycling is a weird sport to get to grips with. For a start it’s both a team and an individual sport. Only one rider can win but not without their teammates putting themselves on the line. It’s also wonderfully unpredictable where the tactics so carefully planned on the bus in the morning can be shot to pieces in seconds on the road.
Who keeps this disparate band of brothers moving with one purpose when the proverbial hits the fan? Who bellows “go, go, go!” when the cross-winds hit? Who ya gonna call? Stand up… Road Captain. Continue reading