Before we get to today’s normal snippiness, I’d like to take a serious moment and remind everyone that a woman died yesterday after being hit by a police motorcycle on stage 14, it’s very sad and we send our condolences to the woman’s family.
And now in what must be the most awkward segue way in internet typing history, George Hincapie’s dream of yellow also died out on the course yesterday. And yes, I did just type that. What we thought was going to be another ho hum breakaway or sprint day turned out to be the MOST DRAMATIC DAY IN AMERICAN CYCLING HISTORY. Well, for the next 12 hours or so it will be, I imagine that this will all blow over when we find out that Bruyneel has been secretly playing tapes of all of Lance’s past Tour wins under the bed where Alberto sleeps or we discover that JV has been drinking boxed wine in the team car. Soon all this drama will be forgotten, except of course by George Hincapie, who sadly gets to add another square of regret to the quilt of despair he’s stitched together throughout his career.
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But let’s try to piece together what happened, shall we? Here’s a great recap the day’s event at Velonews.com:
A group of 12 got away with George Hincapie included, and their lead grew at one point to 8:50, at that point Ag2r’s Nocentini looked down at the shirt he was wearing and remembered that he was going to be turned into ground beef on stage 15, and ordered his guys to the front – as Hincapie was the virtual yellow jersey on the road. They started rotating at the front as of they were a team capable of reeling in a break – silly Ag2r! Astana were also seen at the front of the race for quite a bit of time, limiting the time the break would get, and then the time gaps really started to plummet when Garmin hit the front.
The break stayed away, a Russian won the stage and Hincapie missed yellow by five seconds, after the race George called Astana’s (not Garmin’s) tactics “insulting”.
So what happened? Were there grudges out there on the road? Did Garmin want to harsh Columbia’s yellow, perhaps we should look at this on a case by case basis.
Ag2r
They obviously wanted to keep yellow for another day for publicity purposes, and Lloyd Mondory’s marionette skills aren’t going to get them on the Tour post race show, so they chased; the complication is that they couldn’t bring back the Beatles with a time machine, so they needed a little help.
Astana
Astana was at the front of the race, making sure the break didn’t get “Pereiro minutes”. They can’t be faulted (although I do love to fault them for things, I took phallometer point off Lance for his actions – and once taken they cannot be reinstated, as I am too lazy to chance the graphics) for keeping the time gap in check. And if you believe this quote (also from Velonews.com from team leader Lance Armstrong – I just typed that out of habit – sorry Berto), they wanted best bud Hincapie in yellow:
“The break goes, George is in there, he’s the best placed rider on GC, which means he has a chance at the yellow jersey. For our team, that’s a good thing, and for me personally, it’s a great thing, because he’s my best bud in the peloton. The scenario of George in yellow was perfect for our team. His team would have ridden (at the front) all day tomorrow. It’s exactly what we wanted.”
That sounds reasonable (although I want to deduct a phallometer point for using the phrase “best bud”), so let’s see what happened with what is now the most evil team in cycling, Garmin.
Garmin
Garmin went to the front to help Ag2r chase, and their reasoning for this (from DS Matt White) was that they didn’t want any time splits hurting them again like they did on the previous stages, here’s his quote, also from Velonews.com:
“There’s not a problem there at all between our team and Columbia. We are here to win the Tour de France. We’ve been caught out twice already, we didn’t want to make that mistake a third time.”
So Whitey is saying they were trying to keeps any gaps from opening, which is fair, and White used to be a teammate of George from the Postal/Disco days, so maybe there’s some leftover bad will from those days? Did George take Whitey’s breakfast burrito on a rest day?
Columbia
Columbia obviously wouldn’t work to bring the break back and going to the front when the yellow jersey would be dangling by seconds would be just stupid – oops, they did end up leading out the bunch sprint didn’t they? Why were they on the front at the end? Wouldn’t it have made more sense to make Cervelo lead out? Thor SMASH was in green, and it was Cervelo’s duty to lead out, no? And it’s not like Cav couldn’t follow Thor SMASH and come around. I think that Columbia ended up screwing both George and Cav (who was looking around at the finish as if someone were in his ear saying, “Too fast, wait, don’t sprint!” – but that’s just a guess). They screwed George by insisting on leading out, and they screwed Cav by probably telling him to slow up (and inadvertently causing him to change his line) when he was coming to the finish, but again that’s a guess. I don’t have the transcripts from the team radios. Otherwise, I’d be publishing an anthology of the Hog’s spicy limericks.
But once again, all this will be forgotten after today’s stage. On a separate note, it’s good to know that some things haven’t changed. Bless you, Badger. Seriously, no reality show for Hinault?
Stage 15
I tune in and see graphic where Bob Roll rates Lance as a better climber than Contador. What? Has he been watching this year’s Tour? Does he know that it’s 2009?
They show George’s “highly insulting” quote again, I imagine that he will be revising that quote soon in order to maintain his hatred for cancer.
Phil and Paul have received their talking points and are now shifting blame to Garmin.
But enough about “chase-gate”, let’s watch the stage today. We have an uphill finish today that could be as explosive as the morning after black bean salad night at the schmalz house.
Pelli Bawm Chicka Bawm Bawm takes points in the first three mountains jersey sprints, gaining more points over Martinez and maintaining man perm.
The Italian Federation has forced Pozzato to make a costume change because his Katusha jersey wasn’t “Italian enough”, as if he needed any prodding for getting out of his clothes!
118k to go, there’s a break of 10 off the front at 3;29, Fabian, Flecha and Hesjedal are up there, but their chances for success are about as likely as the chances of me teaching the neighborhood squirrels to knit.
Here’s a Bob Stapleton interview, he said the team chasing at 10k to go (um, Garmin…) made the most difference in the time, he said his guys went to the front and tried to slow it down, and that confused the sprint (hmmmm, did I guess right about that?) and that led to Cav’s relegation. Let the slap fight continue!
Here’s a VDV interview – he says that anything can happen on the last climb today, and he whispers under his breath that Columbia can suck it.
Here’s Frankie and the Hog – he says they wanted George in yellow, as that would make Columbia work, and that George is his bro-seph. He says that Garmin worked to bum out America and he isn’t surprised they wanted a rider such as Contador on the team. Frankie asks about Astana’s plans on the last climb, and Johan says that they plan to have Alberto take Levi’s place on the team – in the hospital that is.
101 k to go, the gap is 4:07, Astarloza is the virtual George Hincapie on the road.
Kloden goes back to the team car and picks up Alberto’s lead water bottle.
Here’s an interview with Matt White – he says they didn’t want to have any gaps in the peloton – he makes no mention of the disputed burrito.
Here’s a George interview – he says missing yellow was “one of the biggest disappointments of my career” and that he’s disappointed and angry. He also mentions that Whitey should get over the stupid burrito – it wasn’t even chorizo.
I zip ahead on the Tivo a bit, and there’s an athlete profile about some guy named Armstrong – is that even necessary?
After an extended suburban break that included swimming in murky waters, a lawn mowing and a barbeque, I am back watching the race, aided by beer and ice cream.
87k to go, Phil amd Paul are talking hydroelectric power and I forget that I can fast forward through the lulls in the race.
I stop for a profile of Ryder Hesjedal, they keep calling him “North American” – he’s Canadian – we can handle it!
78k to go, Moncoutie is up there in the break also. And if you don’t like Moncoutie, I’m not going to say I don’t like you, but you’re definitely not going to sign my yearbook.
Astana is setting tempo behind at the front of the race, hoping to catch the break so Lance can taunt Moncoutie.
I fast forward to see the descent, scanning for crashes, mishaps or Cadel Evans, which are all words for the same thing.
Here’s a spotlight on the importance of the team car, also known in Spain as a “teammate”.
OK, here’s the latest from the Oracle of Awareness about “chase-gate”. He says they put two guys on the front and the gap increased, and then says that in the last 15k Garmin chased the break back. The question is – just how slow are those two teammates of his?
27k to go, nothing has changed, the break is at 3:10, nothing will change until we hit the hill, so let’s zip ahead to that shall we?
The last climb is 8.7k long, which is the distance from my house to at least 27 different Starbucks.
16k to go, Spilak has escaped from the front group. A Slovenian escape! Which sounds like a magic trick or a snuggling position I’ve never heard of.
Liquigas is at the front working for Pellizotti Bawm Chick Bawm Bawm.
15k to gp, all the other contenders are in the main pack. We get a peek into the Garmin team car. Matt White orders the team to tell George Hincapie that his dog has died.
14k to go, the break seems to be cracking under the pressure from, um, Spilak?
Astarloza and Hesjedal are trying to join the Slovenian escape; I may have to consult the Urban Dictionary to see how that works with three.
13k to go, the break has about 2:30, a time with less hope than the minute before closing time in at Paul’s Big Game Tavern – and yes, I’ve been there and the stuffed squirrels are stunning.
We come back to an interview with Lance about Verbier (which sounds vaguely alcoholic) today which he claims is like a mini Alpe D’Huez, because he wouldn’t want to attack on a non-name-brand hill. That’s a -1 on the phallometer for mountain snobbery.
9k to go, Spilak hits the hill, and puts on some mood music. Tells everybody to not be so up tight.
8k to go, the break has 1:12, and Garmin is at the front of the race. Shhhhh….
Saxo Bank takes over the pace making, trying to remove the Amber Alert placed on Andy Schleck in this Tour so far.
7k to go, VDV hanging in. Go VDV! Oh, oops. Wiggo looks comfortable at the front also.
Fabian and Hesjedal are caught by the pack, the main group is getting smaller and smaller – Fabian remains fabulous though.
6.4k to go, Fabian and Hesjedal putting in their last bits of work on the front, Hincapie is dropping from the main group.
6.2 k to go, Fabian pulls off, Lance tries a move up the side and nearly t-bones a spectator who obviously has a thing for cancer.
6k to go, Frank Schleck goes, Berto follows, Fabian stops at a camper van to ask for a shower.
Lance closes the gap to Contador. Sastre is dropped, where’s VDV?
5.6k to go, Contador attacks hard! He misses the message in the road from the chalkbot that’s tells him to ride into the guardrail.
Andy Schleck goes after him. Frank, Lance and VDV are being gapped. Wait – that’s Wiggo!
Phil says that Lance is playing the faithful teammate here – he looks more like a gassed eel, but that’s I the eye of the beholder.
Phil just says that the Garmin guy up with Lance is VDV – stop toying with me!
5.3k to go, um, Contador looks good, and now Kloden pulls through in front of Lance at the front of the, I guess we’ll call it a chase?
And now Paul says it is Wiggo with Lance’s group. You’re killing me guys!
4.9k to go, VDV and Cadel have made it up to the Lance group. Phew! Here’s hoping Cadel doesn’t attack, wait for it – bwa ha ha ha ha ha!
OK, I see two Astanas in the chase group and they are both at the front of the chase group. That’s some quality team-mating there.
Andy Schleck is hanging at about 15 seconds from Berto, and 24 seconds from the chase, that’s a lot of seconds for Alberto.
4.3k to go, Contador and Andy Schleck off the front. Lance and Kloden at the front of the chase, and where’s Frank Schleck? Well, third wheel where a proper teammate should find himself. I do like how they’re not even pretending to work for Contador anymore. I can’t wait to see how lance Twitter’s his way out of this one! Is “I hate Alberto and his stupid fastness” under 140 characters?
4k to go VDV dropping – ugh! And here comes Sastre! He’s getting back to the chase. Lance and Kloden obviously riding tempo at the front to let Alberto get away – and that’s just what they will tell him tonight after he sees the footage from today’s stage.
3.5k to go, Wiggo sitting in the Lance group, sort of squishing VDV’s dreams. And for no apparent reason, VS tosses up a graphic that says Lance has won 11 Tour stages.
3.2k to go, Wiggo jumps! Holy crap!
A confused Antler Guy runs alongside Contador with an American flag and tries to gore him.
3k to go, Frank jumps to try and join his brother in getting schooled by Contador.
2.7k to go, Contador cruising, and this crowd really seems to like cancer. Kloden and Lance still at the front of their group.
2.3k to go, Contador has to negotiate the gauntlet of inebriates.
2k to go, Wiggo has got across to Frank Schleck. Amazing. Lance at the head of his group, riding hard. Let’s deduct some phallometer points there, shall we? -2
Sastre attacks Lance and Kloden at the 2k to go kite, Cadel follows (shocking), Lance and Kloden getting gapped.
1.2k to go, it looks like Contador is adjusting his radio earpiece as Bruyneel radios to tell him his ankles are looking fat.
1k to go, Sastre has to work hard to get up to Wiggo’s group, there’s no way that sentence would’ve made sense a few years ago.
Contador is dancing on the pedals, Lance is peering into Kloden’s buttocks.
Are Phil and Paul going to pretend the Hog planned this?
Contador wins it, does his pistol shot salute, and has to get out of the way so Lance’s film crew can get a shot of him finishing.
Andy Schleck gets second and moves up the GC, Wiggo finishes 5th! Kloden reverts back to old habits and finishes ahead of Lance, does that mean Lance will work for Kloden now?
VDV still on the hill, oof. He finishes with Nocentini and loses 2:41, oy.
A Lance interview, he says he’ll have no problem working for a stronger teammate. Just kidding! That was VDV.
Here’s the Lance interview. Frankie suppresses a giggle and asks if Lance’s chances of winning the Tour are over.
http://www.slovensko.com/slovakia/slo.htm
A Slovene diplomat (who has asked to remain anonymous) in a major European capital city, has revealed that his staff meet once a month with their counterparts from the Slovak embassy to exchange wrongly-addressed mail!
I wonder where Georgie and Cavendish would rate on the phallometer after last weeks demonstration of, ahem, “strength”.
By leading the chance, lance/klodi could have maintained some of the overall time on the other challengers. If they just followed (obviously easier said than done), it would have served them both better. Lance should get his head out of his ass.
…Armstrong’s ego is writing checks his body can’t cash.
http://www.sportsscientists.com/2009/07/tour-2009-contador-takes-yellow.html
“For the climb to the Verbier, the vertical climb is 652.5 m (8.7km x 7.5%). Therefore, Contador’s climbing rate is an extra-ordinary 1,900 m per hour. I say "extra-ordinary" because this is the fastest climb in the history of the Tour de France, in terms of vertical climb rate. I have data, courtesy one of our readers (thank you Alexander) that tracks all the climbs in the last twenty years, and I can tell you that the previous record for vertical ascension rate was Bjarne Riis at 1843m on Hautacam in 1996 (and we all know what powered Riis to that summit).”
The only other explanation they could have was that they were trying to keep Schleck’s gap as small as possible… and ride to keep 2nd place.
The French can now embrace Lance as one of their own…human and with failings. I said it all along, it’s a much better “Hallmark Hall of Fame” story to be the master that gives way to the pupil (a pupil who blew your doors off) than be stubborn about th inevitable passage of time.
Schmalz – First you spell Nicki Sorensen last name as if he was Swedish (insult) and then call a Slovak a Slovenian. Why do you hate Scandinavia and Europe?
I’m growing mutton chops. It clearly makes you faster on inclines than a birthmark.
In all seriousness – The best stage of the Tour for me. But I’m a Contador fan.
9:01 are you insinuating that Contador likes hot sauce? Shame!
(watching him dance away up that hill from the best riders in the world was like watching Ricco a couple of years ago…)
Damn, I had him as a Slovakian! So close! I blame beer.
I think lance deserves +3 points for an fairly classy post-race interview. He acknowledged Contador was strongest and didn’t make any excuses for himself. I would say more, but the “7 jerseys in the closet at home” was a little snarky.
Also as far as Lance and Klodi chasing, since Andy was in the middle does it still count? Not sure about the etiquette of this one..
Also also, Andy Schleck = little kid from Witness, Lucas Haas (Anyone?)
Wow. My bike? Lance’s bike. Wow.
God I hate that ad.
Phallometer points, once lost, cannot be regained….
Given the data posted by Aaron, that means that Contador was climbing at 15.7mph for over 5.3 miles at a grade about the same as Ranger Station hill. 15.7mph!
15.7mph, eh? yeah i said to my wife while watching the coverage last night, “look honey, see how fast he’s going uphill? that’s how fast i ride on the flats.”
she was impressed…
…with the fact that i can ride that fast on the flats…
i love my wife.
Post-stage 15 interview: +5
“seven jerseys at home” comment: -2
Being on the front with your (alleged) teammate up the road and pretending you’re Ullrich, Contador is Vino, and Klöden is Klöden: -10
Re-creating the Mola Ram scene from Indiana Jones (part deux) by taking your bare hand, shoving it wrist-deep into the chest of your oldest cycling friend and seven-time faithful lieutenant, ripping out his still-bleeding and pulsing heart, and feeding it through your rear-derailleur to litter the roadside of France like some piece-of-5hit steerer tube: priceless
So Contador climbed faster than the mega doped climbers?!
Suspect.
Loser.
Point
Now with all the anti-doping controls and seeing AC ride faster than LA ever did when he was accumulating those 7 Jersey’s in his closet (unlike your closet 9:54 which only has you in it) NOW proves LA most likely did it Drug free…
Suck on that Phallo fact…
oh boy! yeah I am sure you are right. LA never doped. Aha. Keep on believing.
is fromaggi on ‘shrooms this year?
What’s 15.7 mph workout to from the base of river road to the driveway of the sheriff’s station?
I’d still rather play “name that calf” – despite Andrew’s protestations – but if “name that d1ck” is all that’s on offer:
Cooper
Simon Cowell?
Schmalz
The Don
Clemens
Seagal
Perez Hilton?
O’Reilly
Cheney
About 4:40.
pretty scary. not sure exact distance but:
Miles Time
1.00 0:03:49
1.05 0:04:01
1.10 0:04:12
Boonen’s Hot Kiss:
http://translate.google.com/translate?sl=auto&tl=en&u=http%3A%2F%2Fpolitiken.dk%2Fsport%2Fcykling%2Ftouren%2Farticle751788.ece
11:25 – very close – you only missed one.
That’s… a lotta watts.
“Performances at the Tour 2009
By: Michele Ferrari
Published: 19 Jul 2009
On the ascent to Verbier (638m of difference in height at 7.5%) Alberto Contador (62kg) climbed at 1852 m/h, equal to 6.73 w/kg, developing an average of 417w.
Lance Armstrong (72 kg) climbed at 1720 m/h, equal to 6.25 w/kg, developing 450w.
The difference between their VAM’s is 7.4% in favor of Alberto, while Lance, whose body weight is 16% heavier, pushed 8% more watts: a suggestion that in the upcoming time trial in Annecy it could be a very close and uncertain duel.
In Arcalis (751m of ascent at 7.1%) Contador climbed at 1671 m/h, equal to 6.18 w/kg, with Armstrong and all the other best riders at 1649 m/h (6.10 w/kg); but in the last couple of km Alberto had already showed a power that was 7.2% superior to his rivals’.”
http://53×12.com/do/show?page=indepth.view&id=104
Euris Vidal’s climbing rate on the hill at Prospect Park was an extraordinary 2,075 m per hour. That’s the highest VAM ever recorded at a prospect park race.
Hmm
Watch Fab fly:
http://www.wendmag.com/blog/2009/07/19/sweet-footage-of-cancellaras-smokin-downhill-stage-7-tdf/
Dear Austin,
Your gift to me was incompleted, please resend.
Greta Garble
Sports Scientists, another post on yesterday’s stage and Contador’s record climbing speed:
http://www.sportsscientists.com/
WonderW logic:
B is a thief
A stole more than B
Ergo, B is not a thief
what the hell are you talking about?
Go down to 10:27
ah, got it now, sorry, i was being lazy.
you said ‘go down’…heheheh
Andy Schleck = little kid from Witness
but it’s dark in my closet so I missed your comment. I’d also been told not to feed you, but you’re just too damned cute. What incredible plumage!
Field Guide to the North American Troll (handy pocket-sized edition)
4th grade insult? Check. (“Loser.”)
5th grade ‘you’re gay’ comment? Check. (“unlike your closet 9:54 which only has you in it”)
Amateur logician? Check. (“proves LA most likely did it Drug free”)
Too bad there are no spelling or grammatical errors, or it would have been 4-for-4. You spellchecked your post, eh? Really? Huh. You think you might’ve missed anything?
Obligatory random grammatical error? Check. (“7 Jersey’s”)
Hopping back into my closet now to suck down some phallo facts. Can’t get enough of ’em. Mmmm mmmm, good.
xxxooo, 9:54am
[9:54am exits stage left.]
[After a moment, loud obscene slurping sounds are heard off-stage. The sound of latex slapping on bare flesh is audible. A woman titters. After a brief pause, the Travelocity gnome walks to the center of the stage. Naked, he is reading a copy of Henry Miller’s Sexus. Without warning, he pees into the first row. The micturation is a vibrant yellow. The scent of asparagus wafts through the audience.]
[Curtains close.]
http://w1.1396.telia.com/~u139602049/lukaskid.jpg
Anderson Cooper
Simon Cowell
Dan “Gassy” Schmalz
The Donald
Roger Clemens
Stephen Seagal
Spencer Pratt
Bill O’Reilly
Dick Cheney (even his name suggests his phallic nature)
I stand corrected, my apologies. No worries on your delayed response time, I am sure you have quite the busy agenda.
I severely underestimated your ability to create and deliver such wit.
Further and regarding my usage of such elementary references on this Nobel Prize winning forum what was I thinking?
I’ll go back to training and leave this whole writing and bantering thing to the experts.
dammit! who the hell is spencer f-cking pratt … MTV? hills? what? people still watch mtv? are you kidding me?
i knew perez hilton was off but damn if i didnt give you simon cowell on a silver platter … you wheelsucked me to victory!
Bingo! It is Spencer Pratt, reality star, Mr Heidi Montag and statesman:
http://www.usmagazine.com/news/spencer-pratt-911-was-an-inside-job-200917
F*#@ JV and his little wet dream team. Hunting down George was complete bullsh%#.
Traitors to the sport won’t be welcome at Pro Nationals.
yet I am more interested in his final standing in Phallometer. Go Lance!
WIGGINS IS GOING TO SHOCK EVERYONE!
😉
CADEL WILL WIN A STAGE
I like George, but that is funny and should be entered into common racing vernacular for all GT breakaways who will not succeed.