boomcie said:
Dear God. I can't f'ing wait for Sunday. That's what I hate about these weeks: the time inbetween Sundays. (Though Fleche will help to bridge a week soon)
My God, seriously. The anticipation always just kills me the week between RVV and Roubaix. That first picture in the link is so iconic; single file in Arenberg. Wow. Most all of life is just waiting this week.
A little anecdote:
I'm from the US, and the National College basketball championships just finished; it's a HUGE event in the US... betting pools, everyone talking about it, the works. I'm so out of that loop, I didn't even know who was playing in the final.
HOWEVER, I can name damn near every stretch of cobbles, rattle off the palmares of all the top guys riding, and many of the not top guys, give an impromptu play by play of quite a few of the finals over the years. I couldn't watch an inning of baseball if you paid me, but I'll take time off work to watch semi-classics. I'm depressed when I'm riding and it's 70 and sunny, and in heaven when riding and it's rainy and chilly. How the hell this happened to me I do not know; I'm pretty much agnostic by nature, but I thank whatever powers there are in the universe that made out of me an honorary Belgian, and the month of April is when it all makes sense.
