"Oh. Oh. The damage is done. So I guess I be... leaving."
It was a fantastic effing Giro. Two lead changes in the last two days, attacks on descents, the rosa bonking on the penultimate climb of the race and fighting to lose by seconds. Coming from great vuelta, with a surprise contender getting similarly cracked at the eleventh our. On the back of an awesome Tour that saw the yellow jersey finally cracking on the last stage 60km out only for the field to regroup on the final descent, otherwise we might have had ourselves an all-timer. Sprinkled with some historically awesome classics, including perhaps the best Roubaix of my lifetime.
So we saw a bit of an anticlimactic GC battle in this year's Tour. The only real challenger was off and everyone's favorite Spanish dancer crashed out again. But we saw an all-time exhibition from Sagan, who instead of resting up for the last stage like every single Champs Elysees contender in history before him went out as a domestique to help his team bag the polka dots and a top-10 in the two stages before Paris, and then almost got his fourth stage anyway. We saw thrilling ends to breakaways, with Pantano catching Majka over and over on the descent while Zakarin got dropped and caught back on through pure grinta. Bardet attacking downhill for a last gasp French victory and a surprise podium. We saw the yellow jersey crash twice, once involving a desperate jog up Ventoux; an inflatable almost take out an indefatigable Adam Yates; and plenty of other unforgettable moments.
But yeah, if the sight of Sky having three or four men of front at the Tour is too unbearable to you, go ahead and do an Oleg, because they're currently looking like a tough nut to crack.