Andre Greipel’s angry mashing got him over the line first today. I’m glad I’m not a pedal.
He was lucky in that he didn’t have to beat Mark Cavendish who was mangled in a pile-up about 2.7km from the finish. He beat everyone else though.
Like any Greipel win, it was a triumph of leg meat over technology and aerodynamics. Teutonic uber-wattage defied physics to propel him and his gaping basking shark mouth to victory and his spindly weakling rivals were able to do nothing but mew like kittens in his slipstream.
Greipel wins. Take that, pedals!
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