Huh.
That is my single thought after watching the Olympic Mens Road Race. Then, well, I had to get to thiking, didn't I? Huh, as succent a thought as it was, is hardly much of an opinion.
I, like most of the world, figured today was going to be Mark Cavendish's day. I was wrong. My dark horse was for Tyler Farrer, the home boy from my side of the state. I was wrong on that front too. Popular opinion then put Peter Sagan as an option. Wrong. Andre Greipel. Wrong. Fabian Cancellara. Wrong. So, where does that leave us? Alexander Vinokourov. Vino, the little Kazakh famously known for a controversial career including, in no particular order, illegal blood transfusion, winning, crashing, and a prooly timed sprint on none other than the Champs Elysees. (Excuse my spelling today, I am without my fact checking back up, aka my phone.)
With three riders at one point in the breakaway, I was really hoping one of the Americans would make a run for it. Well, so one of them did. Congrats to Taylor Phinney for fourth. No matter what else you think, only three riders in the world were better today, and so few people could make that claim.
Well, today did not go as planned. I'll say congratulations to Vino, that was a brillant ride. Lets be honest, no one wanted to wait for a sprint at the end, so credit where credit is due. A perfect end to a not so perfect career.
BlythLea L.E.
P.S. Best of wishes to recovery for Fabian Cancellara, hope nothing is broken.
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