Sport sport sport sport...
Well, crazy things have happened over at Wimbledon (not that I care, it's tennis *shudders*), there's apparently a few important soccer matches on, but all I care about is that the best month of the year is about to start.
It's four days till the Tour De France starts, people!
I've been doing my starting survey of Cycling Central to look at teams and injuries, in the hopes that I can start the first day of the Tour already knowing everything the commentators will choose to gossip about in regards to team selections.
Yes, I just said "I want to already know as much of the first 4 hours of commentary as possible before the race even starts". It's the Tour De France. If I'm learning something new from the commentary team, I might just go ahead and die of shock.
And, seeing as how Tom Boonen's already out of the Tour due to injury, we're looking forward to the third year of commentary straight spending 30 minutes per night discussing why Tom's not riding (Oh, crazy commentators. Why do we care? We don't care! It's Tom Boonen! Shut up about him not being in the race, he's only Belgian, and get back to discussing the Schleck brothers chances, where Cadel's hiding, and debating Cavendish vs McEwen.
I'm definitely behind Saxobank this year, since Haussler's injured (yes, I'm that shallow, but Heinrich Haussler is Aussie, young, and very cute. So I'll just have to suffer and perve on Andy Schleck instead, and cross my fingers that the young rider contenders are cute too).
Of course, since it's the Tour, I'm also looking forward to Gabriel Gate and Francois, to commentary on every chateau passed, to cameramen getting so bored they set up elaborate shots for their own amusement (last year's highlight was a handful of snails that had obviously been collected by the cameraman and set up on the side of the road JUST so he could play with interesting angles to relieve his boredom), to trying to figure out WTF that Schleck Bros ad is actually advertising for, to the very special Tour De France ads and working out who spent money on a new ad and who's still running last year's, and to long evenings curled up on the couch, praying that a freak accident has destroyed every last Hawaiian shirt in Europe.
Why not? After all, it is the Tour!
It's four days till the Tour De France starts, people!
I've been doing my starting survey of Cycling Central to look at teams and injuries, in the hopes that I can start the first day of the Tour already knowing everything the commentators will choose to gossip about in regards to team selections.
Yes, I just said "I want to already know as much of the first 4 hours of commentary as possible before the race even starts". It's the Tour De France. If I'm learning something new from the commentary team, I might just go ahead and die of shock.
And, seeing as how Tom Boonen's already out of the Tour due to injury, we're looking forward to the third year of commentary straight spending 30 minutes per night discussing why Tom's not riding (Oh, crazy commentators. Why do we care? We don't care! It's Tom Boonen! Shut up about him not being in the race, he's only Belgian, and get back to discussing the Schleck brothers chances, where Cadel's hiding, and debating Cavendish vs McEwen.
I'm definitely behind Saxobank this year, since Haussler's injured (yes, I'm that shallow, but Heinrich Haussler is Aussie, young, and very cute. So I'll just have to suffer and perve on Andy Schleck instead, and cross my fingers that the young rider contenders are cute too).
Of course, since it's the Tour, I'm also looking forward to Gabriel Gate and Francois, to commentary on every chateau passed, to cameramen getting so bored they set up elaborate shots for their own amusement (last year's highlight was a handful of snails that had obviously been collected by the cameraman and set up on the side of the road JUST so he could play with interesting angles to relieve his boredom), to trying to figure out WTF that Schleck Bros ad is actually advertising for, to the very special Tour De France ads and working out who spent money on a new ad and who's still running last year's, and to long evenings curled up on the couch, praying that a freak accident has destroyed every last Hawaiian shirt in Europe.
Why not? After all, it is the Tour!