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- Thanks for that, enjoyed it and hidden in the exaggerations there is (maybe intentionally?) actually quite some anecdotal truth. Also about today which doesn’t seem to have been exaggerated much.
- I agree with the fact that he was affected alot (although he was at a level most riders in the peloton would never dare to dream of) but I believe Vinge would have beaten him anyway. With Vinge in 2024 it's a more complicated matter because his injuries were far worse
- Maria, he was riding his normal bike already BEFORE HIS altitude camp dates (very beginning of June) in S. Nevada where he was proudly posting KOMs on Strava.
For someone who follows him so closely you should be able to remember or at least easily check.
- What a weird thing to say in public, especially as objectively it isn’t even really clearly true.
MVDP has had plenty of setbacks in his career and been dealt blows at crucial moments, they’ve just been different and I’m pretty sure a reason why Wout and him have different consequences after an incident is state of mind when it happens.
Mist of MVDPs incidents happen when he is alone and can only blame himself, several of Wouts have been when he’s nervous, u der pressure or unfocused in a group, some also his responsibility.
MVDP might just react differently at those moments and come away better, staying relaxed instead of crisping up, first thing you learn in judo is HOW to fall but MVDP is also a master at avoiding them.
Hurt his back which visibly affected his results during 2 seasons.
Crashed in Glasgow WC
Crashed at Olympics
2x at Nové ‘25
Countless cyclocross crashes
Ruined his psyche getting arrested
Almost ruined 2026 sprint training.
Obviously statistically less dangerous if you crash alone than when others influence consequences.
- I am glad to hear Lemond weighing in on doping yet again. Armstrong's story of a returning from a near-death experience to triumph over an EPO-supercharged peloton while riding clean was a complete and utter fraud. It takes a man of Lemond's courage to remind us that his story of returning from an a near-death experience to triumph over an EPO-charged peloton while riding clean.
I can never get enough of a story about a true and honest hero.
- It's a triumph that this guy is even still riding. Best of luck to him this season.
- As far as I'm convinced, Remco still has zero wins. I don't care whaz Sagan says. I invite Remco to stop in Siena to meet his slovenian master Pogi the G.O.A.T... but no, it's better to run away and hide. His fans will somehow defend and glorify him. Let it be known, he still has zero wins in 2026. If someone doesn't have a high enough IQ to understand what I'm talking about, it's because I don't recognize the low ranking F category races. Ad acta.
- Nearly all these guys can race without a power meter. They know how much power they're pushing at all times. The data is collected for analysis and future gains.
- Facts:
1- He could ride a normal bike again only 2 weeks before the Tour.
2- He trained approximately, as best he could.
3- He couldn't training the TT stage at all, he only could watch the route in video.
4- He was catching up Vingo , but Vingo destroyed him in this TT stage (about 2 minutes), and mainly, he destroyed Tadej psychologically. The next stage he was done, empty.

‘In den tijd van Roger de Vlaeminck’
Back in Roger de Vlaeminck's day, things were great. Cyclists rode up mountains backwards, in the wrong gear, because forward was for cowards. Domestiques didn’t exist, and if you needed help, you simply weren’t strong enough to be there. These days riders sit in the wheels and cry because their teammate didn’t look at them nicely. They could ride Paris-Roubaix with frozen feet in -10 ºC through snow and hail, with no gloves, and with mud up to their knees, and didn't even need to hold their handlebars. Handlebars were optional and balance was genetic. With these little fellas there's drama at 5 ºC and they stop when there's rain or God forbid when there's just a little bit of wind. Back then the winds could be 500 miles per hour and they'd ride sitting upright, chatting, whistling and smoking. Now there's 'crosswinds' and suddenly there's only four riders left. They could ride with broken ribs, punctured lungs, fractured arms, shattered legs and even snapped necks. Sometimes the snapped neck was from the previous race. These lot abandon races with mere bruises - back then, if you crashed you just got right back up and blood on the legs was normal. They'd barely ever crash because they knew how to ride their bikes, unlike these new lot who get taken out by potholes or even when putting on their own jackets. They would ride 400 kilometres a day and 5 classics a week and never get tired, and their rest days just meant riding slower - look at these ‘professional’ cyclists, they're exhausted after 200 kilometres. Back then, Milano-Sanremo was just a normal training ride and now the riders are absolutely finished by the end of it. And even through all that, when Roger de Vlaeminck was racing, they'd never get punctures because they were just better. These modern riders are taken out of contention by the smallest of pebble fragments, which just shows how weak they are. They didn't have brakes, which was considered cheating and power meters were witchcraft, while data was for accountants, and that was because they were just so good, but now the riders always have to check their data first… so rubbish. Back then they rode without gears, which were sacrilegeous, and their tyres were made of stone - if your bike broke, you fixed it with a hammer. If the hammer broke, you became the hammer. They carried stones in their pockets to make it harder, and they even carried spectators on their backs up mountains. These losers need their teammates to carry their bidons for them and they throw them away like toddlers in a tantrum. And despite doing all that, they ran on gin and beer, their food was bacon sandwiches, recovery was another beer and they didn't even know what a dietitian was, unlike these weaklings who always have to weigh their food first and see how many calories it has. Roger and the rest of them were never afraid to take their medicine. Medicine was just medicine. Very strong medicine. These lot are so scared of getting caught and are always so foolishly loyal to ‘clean sport’. Sometimes they even rode without a bike and won with one leg, and at night they slept in ditches. Those were real men, and unlike now, no-one complained on Twitter or Instagram. No-one needed a sports psychologist then, and you solved all your problems on the bike. So when you hear anyone say that Tadej Pogačar and Remco Evenepoel are as good as Eddy Merckx and Roger de Vlaeminck, know that, as good ol’ Roger said, they're ‘not even fit to lace Eddy's shoes’. And on that matter, the cyclists now are so miserable that they don't even have laces. Back in Roger de Vlaeminck's day, everything was better.
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