Ride, scare and third victory for Johnny Milan, the king of the 'volatas' within the Giro d'Italia | Cycling | Sports | EUROtoday

The platoon leaves the Adriatic and crosses the Rubicon slowly and jokingly and launches itself throughout the Padana plain in Emilia, flattened by the load of the mountains that encompass them, like a gaggle of mountaineering mates who take pleasure in it a lot that they sigh for it to by no means finish. the best way. Its highway crosses marked areas, bordering Fellini's Rimini, Pantani's Cesenatico, San Marino wherein Tiberi, Latin from Lazio and favourite for the white jersey, the brand new Nibali, killed the cat of a neighboring minister; the Imola of the Ferraris and Alaphilippe, the Ferrara of the opposite Ferrari, Michele, the Medical Myth; the Faenza of Cassani and the Lugo, province of Ravenna, the place Giancarlo Ferreti lives, Ferron, the iron sergeant of the Ariostea. They know that in the long run, after the nerves, the scares, the loopy pace of the final kilometers till the dash within the lovely Cento, between Lucio Dalla's Bologna and the arcades and Ferrara, a switch awaits them, 150 kilometers to the northwest , the place, Tadej Pogacar ominously warns them, in pink and maroon in skinsuit (monkey), the clothes that almost all likes on windy days and splendid temper, the true, actual Giro, as if it had been Coca Cola, begins. He warns him on the exit: “Let’s go for an easy day (let's have a calm day) because tomorrow the real Giro begins, the Ganna time trial in Garda, 32 very flat kilometers, and the brutal monster stage Sunday in Livigno and Mortirolo…”

Dissatisfied, these of Ineos, Calvinist Anglo-Saxons, there isn’t a relaxation is their mottowhoever doesn’t work, who doesn’t undergo, doesn’t love God, breaks the drowsiness of straightforward going mushy of the peloton previous Conselice, the place the wind blows from the south, 30 kilometers per hour, with a sudden acceleration 62 kilometers from the end line, which makes Pogacar thank his boy for the whim of dressing skinsuit in Bologna and who catches Johnny Milan unexpectedly – “we were in the ditch, urinating,” defined Simone Consonni, his accomplice at Lidl and within the Italian pursuit quartet – who’s minimize off from the clumsy platoon . The scare lasts 20 minutes and linking prices the very best sprinter within the Giro and his Lidl a flush, nevertheless it doesn't cease the irrepressible king of the flyingso dislocated and cussed, with unbelievable Hulk gestures, launched by Consonni, he jumped onto Gaviria's wheel within the final straight, overtook him and achieved his third victory and in Italy the laudatory chronicles that describe Milan, a Friulian like Ottavio, proceed to unfold Bottecchia, Cipollini once more, so tall, with a lot grace and muscle fills the cyclamen maglia, a colour that appears made for him.

When the ultimate hazard arrives, Pogacar locks himself in what he calls his bubble, a one-meter security space in a circle round him, and mentally distances himself from a platoon so reworked and flattened by his superiority that he doesn’t even appear to acknowledge the irony. within the functions of the arrived Slovenian, they are saying, from one other standpoint. The actual, actual Giro actually began on the second day, arrival in Oropa, victory for Pogacar, monkey rosagranate for the primary time, and it's been 12 days. Pogacar then gained one other mountain stage and the hardest time trial, and is now 2m 40s behind the second general, the Colombian Daniel Felipe Martínez, 2m 56s behind the third, the Welshman Geraint Thomas, and 4m 27s behind the specified Tiberi.

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