MMT’s mind is doing a mean impersonation of a cement mixer, rolling over and over the gunk of his employer’s latest corporate restructure. Worst still the wind has been blowing its proverbial’s off, providing shiver inducing head winds on MMT’s normal ride routes. MMT is so sick of both these things. So in amongst the hype of new ways of sacking people, ahem, the Tour de France concluded.
And what a race it was. MMT can remember reading a book about the history of the TDF, where Henri Desgrange described his ideal TDF as a race where only one cyclist finished and was declared the winner. Fortunately this year’s race didn’t come close to that apocalyptic standard. However, of the 198 starters, only 167 finished. The chaos of Stage 9 alone, resulted in 11 rouleurs either DNF or outside the time cut-off.
Chris Froome cemented his reputation of being the greatest drug free cyclist post world war II. But for MMT, the stand out performer was Australia’ s own Michael Matthews, the 2017 winner of the Green Jersey. Rather have MMT wax on lyrically about, the man they call Bling here’s a plagiarised copy of what that great cycling tome, Melbourne’s Sun Herald had to say.
MMT can’t really improve that. Except to say ‘chapeau’.
Until next time, ride safe