Re: Palmares confrontation II :The greatest sprinters (1990-
Philippe Bordas in his "Forcenés" described the period dealt with here as the one in which sprints lost their beauty.
I tried to translate what he said (it was quite hard because his prose is quite poetic, I could not translate everything).
We could only add Petacchi left the scepter to another clone Cavendish, himself leaving it to yet another one, Kittel. Bordas disliked Guimard and Van Linden for sticking in the wheels and jumping at the last moment (the McEwen type). He dedicated a whole chapter to the history of sprints: "The Art of Sprinting". It's very nicely written in French. He goes all the way back to Charles Pélissier. Though being French he missed the greatness of Pietro Linari and Jules Van Hevel.
Anyway the heydays of sprinting are prior to the period considered here: Patrick Sercu and Freddy Maertens, those were genuine sprinters. They did not really need a sprint train and did part of the chasing behind breakaways THEMSELVES!
The best contemporary sprinter is Gregory Baugé though. No question about it.
Philippe Bordas in his "Forcenés" described the period dealt with here as the one in which sprints lost their beauty.
I tried to translate what he said (it was quite hard because his prose is quite poetic, I could not translate everything).
"Freddy Maertens only took Demeyer's wheel, Cipollini procured several identical cupboards who ground down the atmosphere for himself. Taller, larger and more "rouleur" than him - Maciste from the Italian countryside -, who better than a locomotive followed by wagons, form a delirious agregate of linked motors. When the squadrist get going nobody dare overtake them. When Cipollini get out of it nobody dare defy him. The sprinters without squadrons, the balkanized mercenaries are pirating between axles, like hobos.
[...] Cipollini destroys the sprint that Maertens denied. [...] Darrigade forced luck, Cipollini suppressed uncertainty. He institutes kinematics. He sprints backwards. The winner is not the one who accelerates the more but the one who slows down the least.
Twelve stages in the Tour of France, 42 at the Tour of Italy, Cipollini wins a Milan-Sanremo, a World Championship. Nobody remembers any of his feats. But his teeth. Cipollini is of the era of helmets, glasses and cruel getup ! He vainquishes in a Spiderman outfit. In a tormented soul tunics, incisors on the outside. [...] He's all showing off, looking his best. He's got bad taste. [...] He's a stage win stealer lacking courage on the approach of the Alps.
[...] Cipollini is the celeripede of the democratized ***** [clinic talk censored] era. He leaves the scepter to a clone: Petacchi - employed by another soap brand. [...]
I even miss Guimard and his broken knees and little Rik III [Van Linden], their electrocuted faces.
We could only add Petacchi left the scepter to another clone Cavendish, himself leaving it to yet another one, Kittel. Bordas disliked Guimard and Van Linden for sticking in the wheels and jumping at the last moment (the McEwen type). He dedicated a whole chapter to the history of sprints: "The Art of Sprinting". It's very nicely written in French. He goes all the way back to Charles Pélissier. Though being French he missed the greatness of Pietro Linari and Jules Van Hevel.
Anyway the heydays of sprinting are prior to the period considered here: Patrick Sercu and Freddy Maertens, those were genuine sprinters. They did not really need a sprint train and did part of the chasing behind breakaways THEMSELVES!
The best contemporary sprinter is Gregory Baugé though. No question about it.