Quanto valgono le promesse mancate di Apple sull’Ai?
di Alessandro Longo
3' min read
3' min read
Where do we start?
By the one who won the long-awaited Alpine stage (the Australian Ben O'Connor, well done, great escape)! or by the two eternal rivals who, here on the Col de la Loze, after three out-of-category peaks and 5450 metres of elevation gain, should have clarified once and for all who this 112th Tour de France will go to?
Let's start with the two rivals. The clarification was there, also because, let's face it, there was no more match. Tadej Pogacar, ever the yellow jersey, has once again erased all doubt. He is the strongest. Let's face it. There's nothing we can do. We could extend the French race by another week, but the response would not change one iota.
And it showed again this time. All hell was to break loose. A final showdown between breathtaking mountains and cutting legs. Instead, little or nothing. Even the much feared bad weather only finally threw a splash of water into the fog without scaring anyone.
Amidst the low clouds, 500 metres from the finish, where the ramp was steepening, Pogacar decided it was time to end the tedious dance that had been going on for a good 171 kilometres.