there is nothing more refreshing than an ice cold Coca-Cola after a long, hard ride in the high mountains on a hot day in France in the middle of July. that much i know to be true.
i predict:
that Fabian Cancellara will win the 1st etape, that a Frenchman will win on Bastille Day after a long solo breakaway, that Contador and Armstrong will be so busy watching each other that Lepheimer will sneak away and win the overall, that the eternal struggle between good and evil has never been portrayed more dramatically than the struggle between the two teamates- one who wears white shoes and white socks and the other who wears black shoes and black socks, that an Italian or Belgian sprinter with lots of hair gel will win at least one flat stage, that Mark Cavendish will say something really stupid at least six or seven times (as will Bernard Hinault and Greg Lemond), that the super annoying guy with the big horns and texas flag will be back again this year, that the voice of Phil Liggett will give me goosebumps on the back of my neck when he says "ooooh, they're reeeally sooferin' now, Paul...
stay tuned for more, we still have 23 days to go.
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