And here we are: nobles, monks, saints, and men of the vulgar common protospatharios ready to attend another charmingly Cycling season of the Byzantine Empire. Your beloved patriarch, with another spring on the shoulders, has already unleashed eunuchs related to the four corners of our beloved land flat so as not to lose even the smallest
garetto outside the walls.
Since the pressure of the races as we would like we can not dwell on the results of the August auction held in the palace Bucoleonide the presence of the most skilled and successful lanista of the Golden Horn. But certainly in the coming days we hope to prepare a proper commentary by copying what we noted on drips during the auction. But let
Het Volk
The queen of all races, shines among them as among our Empress reginucole barbaric. One of the most
expected of the season, the first stage of the challenge that begins to give some first response teams on new and solid gold spent to capture the sample of turn.
The race weather was not blessed with height (no snow, fog, transhumance
of caribou, etc.). But it showed quite compelling, thanks to repeated attempts by local cyclists,
accustomed to every little rise and sewer. At the end of the valiant Gilbert squeezed off all opponents and was happy the walkway between Flemish not exactly happy to see the dart valley.
Behind him, the flood, as some would say the reigning musical comedy, as our melting like an icicle in the lands of Prester John. One
results worthy of the brave (and now the use of manpower placement) Caethoven who finish 21 ° (one point) and ensuring his lanista to win the coveted trophy Mutombo, raffled by dispoticissimo lanista and feared.
Big party in the house pate du Pavè (maximum results with minimum effort, according to the dictates
Aristotelians of the team) a little less satisfied with others: Stubbe 79 starts where he had finished, Meersman
80 °, 86 ° and Greipel Terpstra even last.
But there is no time to take stock because this is the
Kuurne-Brussels-Kuurne
Usual labyrinthine race that few can correctly interpret in its entirety (up to Brussels is easy, but almost impossible to return to Kuurne). The usual plethora of indigenous cyclists assaulted every chance to escape right from the start. Such was the agony that ten Belgian cyclists were lost in the misty morning trying to close a gap left by a postman on bike (and mistaken for a hated U.S. Postal). The gallant
Abakoumov (111th arrival) was found by his lanista in a bed and breakfast of gingerbread and questionable management (old woman suspected of why he's seen one).
While many of the other cyclists are scattered in Belgium waiting to cross a race (which is not uncommon in this period). In all this hubbub
Fredric Amorison non perdeva la testa e si teneva incollato ai ciclisti del posto, rimediando un 10° posto molto onorevole ( 11 punti per lui), dietro di lui unico risultato presentabile quello di Caethoven 39°.
Memorial Samyn
Classica gara così antica che nessuno ricorda più di preciso cosa sia "Samyn" e perchè debba essere ricordato.
Attualmente l'Unione Ciclistica Internazionale è divisa in due intepretazioni antitetiche:
1) Una capra belga particolarmente pregiata tipica della regione di Bruges
2) Il primo vulcaniano ad essere entrato in contatto con Zefram Cochrane.
Inutile dire che le due posizioni sono in via di composizione, al Concilio in fact
Zettegem has suggested the possibility that the race is in memory of the first encountered by a goat on a Vulcan warp ship Cochrane. But the debate is still very long.
In any event our guys stood in line with the decision at the start of the race and tortuosissima
this time with decent results. The gallant
Abakoumov after squeezing the grip with Baba Yaga gave us in like a man possessed and was able to scrape together a 9th place which is perhaps his best finish of the biennium (12 points). While behind him a revived Greipel (13 ° for 8 points) burned at the finish line a more convincing Caethoven (14 ° to 7 points).
is moreover sufficient but certainly far from the striking results of last year.
Probably many new teams have yet to find the right blend (and nothing better than a bit 'whipping with vinegar after the race to find it).
GP Lugano
target as always from the great problems of smuggling (remember the ignominious figure of Steven Cozza caught with a cargo of crabs near the customs. The customs officer was in turn pinched but that's another story ...).
This year the boys preferred to stay away from the classic Swiss temptations: boxcutters, stock cubes, Maggi seasonings and sauce powder, to devote himself more seriously to the rest of the season. Only the brave wolf hunter Peter Velits devoted his energies to the race (also to hide the fruits of his poaching), but ended up 72 degrees.
race to forget for our colors. Monte Paschi Eroica
Pleasant strapaesane this feast that organizes races in cycling, my friends tell me Fugger who also has a certain sound ... We'll see which rates apply to the Patriarchs.
However, we are the second edition of this race that stands out because of the alternating sections
stretches of asphalt with different materials (asbestos, princisbecco, Mandrake, etc. ..).
With our specially prepared bike stood in line at the start I decided to redeem
performance opacissime the last few races.
The selection was just hard. The first sector of chintz slipped ignominiously while many cyclists brave Ignatiev Malamerenda attacked before the hill (and hence the supply was fatal to many, including fingers and water expired march) in the company of formidable Richeze.
But at the end of yet another sector Pewter was too much for the legs of the young shoots, having been
twice as fast to erase and Ballan.
Right in the final though, as the screams of the savage lanista Ciauscolo of Paron, Bar
Ethiopia launched its onslaught.
Martyn Maaskant with a fierce shot on the break was installed in 4th place (and are 20 points) justifying the figures exorbitant costs for him by the tycoon. But the rest of the team was not joking by following compact: Pavel Brutt Jairus Ermeti 9th and 11th (Jairus already last year had not gone bad) are the first sign of a possible rescue of the Ethiopian Bar (the protagonist of a season low cabotage in 2007).
Thus ends the first part of the report tomorrow, but other updates: Giro del Capo (the only race to be faced with a moment) and Three Days of Lapanne (which has also changed its name) and the first rank!!
And as he said in his Historiae Conon: "Best is yet to Come ...." Your
Photius
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