Something must have escaped us. It is okay that there is Jonathan Milan in the green jersey, but once the tour we ran to win it. Here we need the help of our great expert Pier Augusto Festi to understand, but in the meantime – looking around – the mystery thickens. We take, for example, we who live in Milan and who have seen the four wheels of the devil of the devil, while the two (in any form) have now comfortable slopes of all types: protected, zigzag, creative. In short: we have become the country of anything that goes by pedal or at most with a modest scooter, and it is not only a question of the city. Nevertheless…
And again: in times of vacation also at the sea they puff on the pedighelle. And if you happen to go to the mountains, how many do you see full dressed in full point, curves on the handlebar, engaged in the spasm as if there was a life finish line at the top? In practice we would be a people of cyclists, we have always been, but in recent years something has happened that precisely escapes.
Who knows: they will be the watts who have become the only topic of discussion of those who understand (I, I admit, also struggle with the numbers of relationships), or the fact that the modern runners speak all English, not more “hello mom I have arrived” (which, now we can say, was a little shaming cycle).
However, in fact, looking at the tour ranking, the first Italian is almost two hours after the summit, he didn’t even run in Graziella. So: you need a remedy. Before the next round of France we do it in a scooter.