So, Chris Froome has effectively won the 100th Tour De France. While there is one stage left, there has been a long-standing Gentleman's Agreement that the last stage is to not be competitive until the main Peleton has reached the outskirts of Paris. From there it is a sprinters free for all to determine who will be the sprinter champ.
I, like many I have learned from conversations about the event, can and do watch the event live and the two or three additional times NBCSC rebroadcasts it throughout the day. It is just that evocative. The tradition is part of the charm and draw - it is one of the very few sporting events that I want to someday see live ( the others are a World Cup final, an F1 Race and a final Stanley Cup game). Another tradition is the rampant doping. After the crushing revelations of the past year(s), I am pinning my hopes that this is clean.
In this state, one suspects winners of ill-gotten gains to be proven innocent later. If Chris Froome is found to be doping, I will have to think thrice before once more thrilling in the spectacle.
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