Jacques smoked cigarettes and had a cigar with every meal, he seduced his doctor’s wife, shagged his stepdaughter and got his stepson’s wife pregnant. He cheerfully told everyone that he doped and thought it was an integral part of the sport. He won 5 Tours 2 Giros and a Vuelta.
You wouldn’t see him wearing a fucking Livestrong bracelet.
This is why they put two bottle cages on your bike - just in case.
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There was a time before high-tech breathable wicking fabrics. If you got hot, you got over it.
Bollocks to heart rate monitors, power meters and peak lactate expiratory wattage analysis. I’ll have a pint.
Looting champagne and opening the bottles on your quill stem? This is so Rock n Roul it makes my head spin.
Let me help you with that.
Questionable ginger moustache and hipster tattoos, but can’t argue with the smoke, beer and nonsensical jersey.
Race held up? Don’t know what’s going on? Just hit people at random until the situation resolves itself.
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Mutual appreciation.
To Cyclists This Sign Rocks
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“Yes, my bidon may now be empty and I will probably dehydrate and lose the Tour as a result, but by god it was worth it”.
Bravo ladies!
I’m going out right now to weave down a potholed cart track while drinking Château Mont-Redon in emulation of this heroic maniac. Chapeau!
This isn’t a podium shot. He just walks around like this ALL THE TIME.
