Oh, ‘Urine-Gate’—Sorry, Chris
For the top man
Sometimes it’s like this
The stage begins with a flurry
A nine man break is on the hurry
An elite group including Sagan
It’s a sprint end for a climbing man
Too many chiefs perhaps for
working well together
And then there’s the added weight
of very hot weather
Cav is distanced early
Peraud is out the back
The peloton is still involved
The break has little slack
Sagan has staked his hopes on green
20 points later he’s lean and mean
74 KM are left to peddle
Plenty of time to prove his mettle
The commentators adore Pete
Jens calls him a ‘one man team’
He praise is sincere—how sweet!
38 miles left and the live feed goes dead
It’s Cable Calamity—something I dread
Coitus Interruptus—let’s get real
How else is a Tour de France blogger to feel?
To forces beyond my control I must yield
No way to tell what went on in the field
I’ll do an update whenever I’m able
My Tour de France Sunday is still on the table
The Cable return and the stage goes to Greipel
Two Degenkolb, Kristoff, and four is Sagan
Pete has a mechanical but keeps the green
Boss Hog takes fifth the first from him we’ve seen
Greipel says the whole stage was suffering extreme
He duly thanked his Lotto team
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