Eminger, M and Jack Bauer
Make an early escape
But the fin at NÎmes
could ruin their dream
if crosswinds show their power
It's a stage for the sprinters
unless the wind splinters
Pete Sagan would love to win
Cannon has worked so hard for him
Ditto Giant's Kittel, Marcel
Who's been sprinting very well
The wind picks up
The skies turn black
Sprinters salivate
As the course is flat
The weather is already nasty In NÎmes
A drama filled finish remains to be seen
Encore Mère Nature in all her glory
puts her mark on the Tour de France story
Les Parapluies de Nîmes have all risen
broadcasting bad weather on television
At Cavaillon we await the crosswinds
Weather may decide who wins
Winds whip up on a long flat road
A dramatic stage end they bode
The final 10 K is the danger zone
As the strong men lunge for home
Will the lovely town of NÎmes
be the grave of broken dreams?
In the front Rui, C
Astana and BMC
The rain buckets down
No shelter is found
It's just real wet and sticky
We're looking at lead outs
And protecting contenders
A nervous stage with dueling agendas
Roundabouts and slippery roads
Makes the fin a horny toad
Giant leads under a cloudburst
Only lightning could make this worse
12 miles to go a peak of sun
La Mère Nature will have her fun
The break is intact
The sun on their backs
Kristoff takes the stage
By a hairs breath
For poor jack Bauer
Sudden death
Disappointment for Garmin Sharp
When Jack rode with so much heart
He weeps like a babe
His dream unmade
Katusha 's Norwegian wood
Kristoff, A
Wins the day
Just like he said he would
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