There really isn’t anything witty or profound to say about this — it’s pretty tragic, actually. Some, like Cancellara in the final kilometers of the 2013 Paris-Roubaix (6:45), use road furniture to their advantage. And some, like Vansummeren, are unfortunate enough to never see it coming. Here’s hoping that the spectator involved in this nasty crash has a speedy recovery.
It’s hard to say whether the blood in this man’s veins is more akin to Hinault or Gallagher? After all, the idiocy of motorpacing at these speeds sans-helmet is one thing, but the heroics of consistently bunny-hopping lane markers at 70mph is another. I’m torn as to whether it’s extraordinary or simply an extraordinary death wish — never mind the horn salutes and yelps of Portuguese obscenities. Personally, I elect to give him a “chapeau, sir.”
This short clip truly demonstrates the essence of bike racing. There’re no announcers, no fans, no fluff — just a group that’s riding on the rivet. And when all of our normalities of the visual race experience are stripped away, the speed truly speaks louder than crackle of carbon on the pavé. It’s pretty damn beautiful.
In full disclosure, I was attempting to track down the Merckx look alike that’s been riding aside the parcours of Gent-Wevelgem and Ronde de Vlaanderen this year. Yeah, that would have been cool, but instead, I fell into a dark chasm of the internet. I’m drawn to quote Hunter S. Thompson on this one, “The Circus-Circus is what the whole hep world would be doing Saturday night if the Nazis had won the war.” And along these imaginary lines, this Merckx look alike would be the headlining act night after night. Sadly, it proves that there’s still so much that I don’t understand about Europe, while also reinforcing the notion that impersonators should really impersonate a person at their most recognizable, not at the aftermath of their fame.
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The difference between winning and losing couldn’t be more effectively summarized than in this video. Sep Vanmarcke, head cradled in the agony of defeat. Cancellara, downing a beer right in his face. Painfully beautiful, this is the crass elegance of professional cycling personified.