Sex, Lies and Handlebar Tape

Jacques Anquetil was a man who kept to himself and followed his own council, both on and off the bike. This approach to life tends to obscure much of one’s life and magnify the importance of the rest. In Sex, Lies and Handlebar Tape Paul Howard attempts to disentangle the myth, stoked by Anquetil himself during his lifetime, from the fact. As the first five-time winner of the Tour de France, a well-known bon vivant, and an unapologetic doper, the biography of Jacques Anquetil is a compelling story, but it appears that Anquetil has maintained much of the smokescreen. Given that he was the first rider to win the Tour de France five times (a record at the time that was tied, and then broken, and now just tied again) and the first to win all three Grand Tours, it is somewhat surprising that more is not known about him. However, being wedged in cycling history between Il Campionissimo, Fausto Coppi, and Le Cannibale, Eddy Merckx, Anquetil, makes him overlooked and much like Fausto Coppi, whom Anquetil was with on the fateful trip in the Upper Volta, Anquetil lived at a time when the media was not as per(in?)vasive as it is now, so he managed to keep much of himself obscured from the world.

To begin with the handlebar tape (stick around for the sex and the lies), being a great cyclist demands both great mental and great physical skills, and one of the mental skills is wearing a mask: to look weak or strong, not as you actually feel those things, but as it would be advantageous to give the appearance of feeling those things. This obfuscation reaches its peak on the climbs, in the cold and the wet (which Anquetil hated), but it begins in the proverbial locker room, in training. For Anquetil this early, mental game consisted of cultivating a reputation as a man who could stay out drinking liquor and eating rich foods until the early hours of the morning and then ride everyone into the ground the following day. However, it is not clear from Howard’s telling how true this cultivated appearance was.  He recounts several instances of it allegedly happening, but the accounts are mostly second or third hand, and in the cases where he does have an eyewitness, it is often someone close to Anquetil and interested in maintaining his legend. As Anquetil surely wanted it, we remain uncertain whether he regularly went from bottle to bike or whether he just wanted to give his opponents that impression.

One area in which Anquetil was more forth-coming, at least as he neared retirement, was his use of performance enhancing drugs, asserting that it was crazy to think that anyone could do what professional cyclists do on pan y agua, as Tyler Hamilton would style it. Howard, however, does not seem to be very interested in this aspect of his career and largely leaves it to passing references with regards to his health. The one place it cannot be ignored is with Anquetil’s second attempt at the hour record, during which he rode further than the previous record, but did not have his record ratified, because he refused (on principle according to him) to submit to a drug test.

It is a shame that Howard does not delve into this aspect of his career more deeply because Anquetil stood at the cusp of the drug-testing era, and his honesty about his use opens up vistas to other paths the history of cycling could have gone down. His contemporary Poulidor was the first rider tested at the Tour, so the framework was being laid for the future, but instead of acknowledging what was going on or instituting rigorous testing, both of which would have required acknowledging the truth of what was going on, cycling limped along for 30 or 40 years pretending that it was clean and occasionally rapping people on the knuckles (from the great Eddy Merckx on down) for, what everyone pretended were, mistakes.

If Anquetil’s embrace of chemical enhancement was not the way to go, his honesty could have at least provided a starting point from which to address the problem. However, during the 1967 Tour, when instead of riding Anquetil chose to write a series of tell-all articles, he was not protected from the Omertà by his success, but rather, like many riders before and after, was shunned. Anquetil was not the first to talk about the rampant drug use in cycling, but he was writing at a critical time. Before him, riders were just sharing secrets of the guild, the rulers of the sport were ambivalent, and the rules were absent. After him, riders who told all were not merely spilling secrets, rather they were accusing their fellow riders of cheating, and increasingly, of crimes. Such wishes are hopeless, but looking back, one wonders why the stature of Anquetil did not force an accounting. While it would have been painful at the time, surely it would have been better than letting it fester for another 30 years.

Unfortunately, Howard does not seem to be very interested in the doping. It is possible that Anquetil’s close friends would not want to talk about the doping in a book written at a time when cycling was struggling with its doping past, but from the book it is not clear whether Howard even asked. During his career such a figure as Charles DeGaulle himself was asked about Anquetil’s doping, and remained unimpressed allegedly saying when he decided to give Anquetil the Légion d’honneur, “Doping? Don’t know what you’re talking about. Has he made ‘La Marseillaise’ be heard abroad, yes or no?”

Drug use aside, Anquetil’s relationship with the French public was fraught throughout his career. Like Coppi and Gino Bartali, Anquetil was linked in the French sporting firmament to l’Éternel Second, Raymond Poulidor, and like the two Italians, the home nation’s spirits were divided into two camps. Anquetil, however, deeply resented the association, because if Poulidor was always second, Anquetil was quite frequently first.  Anquetil felt that public adulation and the attendant appearance fees should be a simple metric based on performance, and he did not understand why he was less beloved than Poulidor.

Part of Anquetil’s alienation from the public stemmed from his snubbing of the Classics. Viewing the one-day-races as too capricious to bother with, he preferred a multi-stage event where he felt there was more time for his class to tell and therefore more likelihood that he would win, and time-trials, including the then famous Grand Prix des Nations, which he won eight times, including six in a row. However, the tension with Poulidor was that Anquetil did not understand that his ruthless, almost mechanical victories, lacked the allure of Poulidor’s much more human struggle behind first Anquetil and then, at the end of his career, behind the immortal Merckx.

Aside from his cycling, the sex and lies of the title refer to Anquetil’s somewhat…unusual, domestic environment. Basically, Anquetil seems to have exclusively pursued women that he should not have pursued, who were out of bounds on grounds of propriety, or more. First, there is his wife Jeanine. When they began their relationship, she was married to Anquetil’s physician and friend, Dr. Broëda, with whom she had two children, Annie and Alain (remember them, they’ll crop up again).  While he was still racing Jacques and Jeanine seem to have a relative normal relationship, at least as normal as a professional cyclist can manage, with her slowly gaining custody of her children from her ex-husband. However, Jacques, although allegedly a good father to his step-children, always wanted to have a child of his own, and Jeanine was unable to have any more.

What happened next is obscured by the passage of time and of it taking place within a family that is still together and desirous of protecting Jacques’ memory, but one way or another it was decided (ah, the passive voice) that Annie, 18 at the time, would be a surrogate mother, and without the wonders of in vitro fertilization the conception was achieved in the natural manner and they had a daughter, Sophie. As though that was not complicated enough, Jacques continued to have a relationship with both Jeanine and Annie for the next 12 years as Sophie grew up, before the strains of the unusual familial unit broke things up.

At this point, one would think that perhaps Anquetil would back away from the mess and search either for some way to patch things up with his still devoted wife, or get as far away as possible from this mess, Anquetil, however, began a relationship with his step-son Alain’s wife Dominique, with whom he had a son before succumbing to stomach cancer at age 53. Howard sees these unusual familial relationships as evidence of Anquetil’s determination to set and follow his own standards, as he did on the bike. It seems to be an effort to maintain rigid control over his private life, and of a desire to limit the number of people who are admitted to his inner sanctum, even if it results in a rather limited selection of partners.

Howard did not manage to talk to Alain or Annie, but he paints a picture of a relatively happy family. Like Anquetil’s career this portrait is somewhat affected by the fact that the people who talked are invested in protecting the story of Anquetil, but in defense of the happy family story, it is the case that the original core, Jeanine, Annie and Sophie, at least, is still on speaking terms and lives close by each other, so there was at least something worth holding on to.

In the end, Paul Howard’s biography of Anquetil is unsatisfactory. It does little to elucidate this remarkable life and in fact makes it all feel rather mundane. However, to be fair, this lack of information and insight may be better attributed to successful management by Anquetil than failed research by Howard. Nonetheless, the book is a worthwhile introduction to Jacques Anquetil for those who know little more about him than his five Tour de France victories. Beyond the superficial, however, Anquetil remains obscure at the end of the book, presumably the way he wanted it.

The Wall of Huy

Valverde at Liège-Bastogne-Liège 2013 (from a photo by Flickr user flowizm used under a Creative Commons license)

Alejandro Valverde rode away decisively to win La Flèche Wallonne today, but since it was on the Mur de Huy, he did it very slowly (says the guy who would need mountain bike gearing to get up it at all). Bunch finishes in cycling usually mean a sprint to the line and La Flèche often has a bunch finish since it is shorter than the classics the week is bookended by. However, unlike the gallops finished off by Kittel, Greipel, and Cavendish, this one has different protagonists and happens at a more leisurely pace (leisurely might not be the right word, since the effort is not leisurely, just the pace of the result). The ramps topping out at 26% clearly make it a finish for the puncheurs, not the sprinters. Even if everyone makes to a kilometer to go together, they spread out quickly, as Valverde and his margin of victory showed.

Before the last trip of the day up the Mur, the break of the day included Preben Vav Hecke, who has now spent a lot of time on the front after riding in the break at Amstel as well (Gilbert might have lost his chance at a triple, but can Van Hecke get his own and make it into the break at Liège as well?), and Ramūnas Navardaukas, who was out taking the pressure off for Garmin and their reigning Liège-Bastogne-Liège champion Dan Martin. However, with all eyes on the Mur de Huy, the break was clearly doomed and they were reined in on the penultimate climb with around 15 k to go. After the demise of the break there were a couple short-lived attacks and a crash involving Damiano Cunego and Fränk Schleck, who can recuperate with his brother who went down at Amstel, on the run in to the Huy, but by the bottom of the climb everyone was together. After an attack by Romain Bardet of Ag2r kicked things off, the 5th place finisher at Amstel, Michal Kwiatkowski, went to the front. Dan Martin then showed that dropping out of Amstel was just for a little more rest for his sore knee and that he is on good form for his defense of Liège. Martin came around Kwiatkowski, but was quickly overcome by Valvarde, who powered around them both and had time to take his hands off the bars and celebrate before the finish.

The winner of the last two punchy races, Philippe Gilbert, will now not duplicate his annus mirabilis after being too far back at the base of the Mur de Huy. He may have been affected by the crash of Damiano Cunego and Fränk Schleck with a couple kilometers to go, but he was already a little to far back at that point, and it did not seem to be his day. He finished 10th, just behind last year’s winner Dani Moreno. Gilbert, Valverde and the rest are now looking ahead to La Doyenne on Sunday and are clearly the favorites, but Garmin has to be feeling pretty good about at least posting a good result for Martin’s defense. Not only did Martin finish second on the day, but, as mentioned, Navardaukas got into the break to take the pressure off them, and Tom Jelte Slagter was also right in the thick of things at the end, crossing the line in 5th. It should be some good racing on Sunday in Liège.

Een hond met een hoed op

The somewhat stilted writing in A Dog in a Hat may leave something to be desired in terms of style, and reading along one may find the story lacking something in the way of flow, but for someone who wants to understand how cycling is a gritty, blue-collar sport in Europe, not the idle pleasure of lycra-clad, carbon-mounted investment bankers, A Dog in a Hat has a lot to offer. Our hero, Joe Parkin, after graduating from high school and on the advice of Bob Roll, leaves behind the nascent American cycling scene to pursue fame and glory on the roads of Europe.

He heads off to Belgium in 1986, on the cusp of what would become the EPO era, with warnings about the nefarious Europeans and all the drugs they were doing. Then upon navigating his way through the foreign land to his new home, the first thing that happens is that he is taken to the doctor for tests. Surely the Belgians are initiating him by doping him up right off the bat, but it turns out to just be blood work and other tests to determine whether he has the physical gifts to be a professional cyclist. The numbers come back and say that while he is not a man for the Tour, he could manage the classics, and so we are off on our adventure, with Parkin as our guide as one of the pioneer Americans in European professional cycling. While Greg LeMond may have snatched up all the glory, following Parkin, we soon realize, means that we’re going to have the fun, whether at the back holding on to the director’s car at 90 kph or on the front putting the peloton into the red we’ll enjoy cycling’s minor leagues and our occasional brushes with its legends.

In that sense, A Dog in a Hat feels a little bit like Bull Durham. It is a journey through nearly making it. However, the fun of cycling is that while we do spend a lot of time doing the equivalent of riding sweltering busses around the Carolina league, Parkin and his teammates are also needed to fill out the field at the classics, so we get to rub shoulders with the giants, and if things go well the Grand Tours are always a possibility. The season begins with Parkin mixing it up with the legends of the sport at the spring classics, but a few months later he is taking us through the wonderful world of Belgian kermis racing, an experience he memorably considers being punk rock to the Tour’s classical masterpiece.

With Americans and American teams now all over the top of European cycling, it is startling to realize that thirty years ago the field was largely clear of Americans. When Parkin gets to Europe there was Greg LeMond at the top  becoming the first, and now only (where have you gone Floyd and Lance), American to win the Tour de France, but behind him the ranks are relatively thin. The first American team, 7-Eleven, had just started racing professionally in Europe in 1985 (they had an American, Andy Hampsten win the Giro in 1988), but an American was still an odd sight on the roads of Europe. This means that there is a fair amount of culture shock for Parkin and the other Americans as they immerse themselves. No one is bringing him Chipotle after a big race. For his part, Parkin eschews the 7-Eleven, heads for a Dutch team and learns his Flemish, and his place, as he learns to race.

In addition to being at the cusp of the American invasion of the European peloton, Parkin is also at the cusp of the EPO revolution in cycling. His first encounter with drugs is at the kermis racing where he is awed by the volume of amphetamine usage (some of the racers he feels are racing so that they can do drugs, instead of doing drugs so they can race), but fighting it out through the minor leagues he has a couple, rather unsuccessful, cracks at amphetamine use during a race, and eventually he is offered the hot new thing. However, he says that he was largely spared the moral dilemma about the EPO for the simple reason that his position on the fringe of professional cycling means he cannot afford it.

While it may not be the best written book on cycling, it is certainly an entertaining journey through cycling’s minor leagues and is well worth the time of someone who wants to get deeper than the Tour and Roubaix. Parkin gives a great anecdotal account of what professional cycling is like for those away from the maillot jaune and gives a wonderful glimpse of the gritty racing that goes on there.

Three for Gilbert

Not today, but the same idea from his World Championship ride (photo by Flickr user Michiel Jelijs used under a creative commons license)

Well this picture, which served as a preview, will also serve as a recap, because Philippe Gilbert won this year’s Amstel Gold going up the left side of the road on the steepest bit of the Cauberg, leaving everyone else grasping for straws and gasping for breath, just as he did at the World Championships in 2012. If you picture him wearing BMC kit instead of the Belgian National team one it will be a decent approximation of the scene. Jelle Vanendert had a brave ride over the top of the main chasers into second, but there was not enough road left to catch Gilbert, who got his third victory at Amstel Gold and is starting to look like the prohibitive favorite for Flèche Wallonne on Wednesday and Liège-Bastogne-Liège next Sunday.

Today it was Orica Greenedge’s turn to have the numbers at the end, but they couldn’t overcome an excellent race by BMC capped off by an on-form Philippe Gilbert. With the day’s breakaway starting to unravel with 40k to go, the animator of Flanders, Greg Van Avermaet got into a chase group started by the always-attacking Thomas Voeckler and things were looking good for BMC. When Zdenek Stybar, Jakob Fuglsang, Pieter Weening, and Tim Wellens joined up, BMC, Omega Pharma, Astana, and Orica Greenedge were all represented leaving the other big teams to chase.

With 31k to go, the leaders lost Preben Van Hecke, leaving only Christophe Riblon and Nicola Boem on their own at the front. Meanwhile further back Katusha and Belkin improved their positions when Alexandr Kolobnev and Paul Martens joined up to the chasing group. On the penultimate climb up the Cauberg, with a bit over 20k to go, Tom Jelte Slagter tried to bridge up for Garmin, but got stuck in no-man’s land and dangled until getting reeled in by the field.

However, this was not a day for the break, and while Fuglsang and Van Avermaet were the last survivors, with 7k to go, everyone was back together. Orica Greenedge had numbers at the front leading the way to the Cauberg, where Omega-Pharma showed their strength trying to lead out for Kwiatkowski. Van Avermaet, however, was by no means BMC’s last card, and at the base of the climb Sammy Sanchez took off past the Omega-Pharmacists, followed by Kwiatkowski, Simon Gerrans, and Alejandro Valverde. They got a gap, but Sanchez was just a decoy and peeled off after his dig, with the challengers off to the right Gilbert came charging up the left side of the road past them all. Gerrans came the closest to following, but neither he nor anyone else could match Gilbert’s effort and Gilbert was off over the top leaving a disorganized chase in his wake. Kwiatkowski took a try alone and then Jelle Vanendert took off, but there was no catching Gilbert. Vanendert settled for second while Gerrans reprised his finish of last year, taking third ahead of Valverde and Kwiatkowski.

Having won Brabantse Pijl and Amstel Gold, it is still a long way to come close to his miraculous 2011, but things are certainly looking up for Gilbert, and the quality of him and his team bodes well for the coming days in the Ardennes. The changing of the guard will have to wait at least a few days, for now all eyes in the Ardennes will be on Phil Gil and everyone else will be trying to figure out what it will take to beat him.

Kwiatkowski

Polish national champion Michał Kwiatkowski (left) at the Tour de Pologne (photo by Flickr user Piotr Drabik, used under a creative commons license)

For Milano-Sanremo and the cobbled classics the future was represented by Peter Sagan. In fact, Sagan has been the future for awhile now, and considering how long he has been in the front row of contenders, it is somewhat incredible that he is only 24. He started winning stages in the Tour of California in 2010, and already has two green jerseys at La Grande Boucle. As we move away from the cobbles, however, we will no longer have impatient commentators wondering when Sagan will win a sufficiently important one-day race to live up to his potential (given the talk comparing him to Eddy Merckx it will be difficult to satisfy everyone no matter what he does), instead, as we head for the punchy hills of the Netherlands and Belgium, the future will be represented by Polish National Champion Michał Kwiatkowski, himself only 23.

Although he is only six months younger than Sagan, as more of an all-rounder, Kwiatkowski does not have the mile-long list of palmarès like Sagan does. Nonetheless his rise is only slow compared to Sagan having finished 11th in the Tour de France last year, and more relevantly finishing fourth and fifth at Amstel and Flèche Wallonne last year. This year he got a big victory by out-kicking Sagan at Strade Bianchi, and, most recently, he finished second to a resurgent Alberto Contador at La Vuelta al País Vasco. So, it is not surprising that he will be getting the nod as the team leader heading into the Ardennes.

Having just had their classics season saved by Niki Terpstra, Kwiatkowski will be leading a strong Omega-Pharma team into the Ardennes with the big engine of Tony Martin to roll through the flats, Zdenek Stybar coming off his tour through the cobbles, and Jan Bakelants coming off a win of Stage 2 in last year’s Tour, followed by a couple days in yellow (incidentally, that day, riding for Radio Shack then, he was the last survivor of the break, holding off the peloton, led in by Peter Sagan and Michał  Kwiatkowski, by one second). We will see whether Omega-Pharma will continue being the strongest team, as they were on the cobbles, and whether it will pay off for them. Although, if I were going to start handicapping teams, it would be hard to argue with Astana, led by Vincenzo Nibali, followed by 2012 Liège-Bastogne-Liège winner Maxim Iglinsky, 2012 Amstel Gold winner Enrico Gasparotto, and Jakob Fuglsang (fourth at Amstel in 2011).

As with the cobbles, we will see whether there will be a changing of the guard, whether one of the wily veterans adds to an already long list of victories, or whether the winner is someone completely unexpected. If the racing is anywhere near as good as it was at Roubaix and Flanders it will at least be a good show, and although Roman Kreuziger snuck away early last year and the finish is now past the summit, the Cauberg will likely have the final say.

From the Cobbles to the Ardennes

Phil Gil on the Cauberg, off to get his stripes (photo by Flickr user Michiel Jelijs used under a creative commons license)

So far, Cancellara has been on the podium of all three Monuments this year. Not that it is too surprising, since he has been on the podium of the last 12 that he has finished, dating back to 2010. However, as we move from the cobbles to the hilly classics of the Ardennes, we also move from the rouleurs to the puncheurs and Spartacus’s will no longer be the wheel to which everyone is glued. In fact, while the recent story of the cobbles could largely be told through two men, the Ardennes are another matter entirely, and have a different winner for just about every edition.

In the time that Cancellara and Boonen have been dominating the Ronde and Roubaix, only three riders have managed to win Amstel Gold or Liège-Bastogne-Liège more than once. At Amstel Philippe Gilbert won in 2010 and 2011, while at Liège Alexandre Vinokourov won in 2005 and 2010, although there are suggestions that the second was purchased from Alexandr Kolobnev for €100,000, and Alejandro Valverde won in 2006 and 2008. For its part, at Flèche Wallonne, Davide Rebellin managed three victories in the last decade. Along with Gilbert, Valverde, Kolobnev, and Rebellin will all be around this year to see whether they can add to their haul. Although as he is now 42 I wouldn’t rush out to put your life savings on Rebellin to come home with a parcel of victories from the Ardennes.

So, as we move to Amstel on Sunday there are are no overwhelming favorites for the coming week, just a lot of riders with a decent shot. Now that Omega-Pharma, Cancellara, and Sagan have had their shot, many other teams will be looking to get their first big win of the year. Although there are no clear favorites, the most recent person to sweep the three races, Philippe Gilbert, did just win at Brabantse Pijl, which he last did during his incomparable 2011 season. After a slew of near misses, it should be exciting to  see whether Brabantse Pijl is an indication that he is back on top and is the man to fear in the Ardennes. It is not as though he has been hanging around the back of the pack during all this time, having been in the top ten or twenty at the hillier classics, including a third at La Flèche Wallonne in 2012, it is just that he has not had the form to see much of the top step recently, and that he has not come anywhere close to the form he had in 2011 when he won just about everything in sight, but with the win this week at Brabantse Pijl maybe things will start to look up for him. Even without that victory his palmarès mean that he is never going to be flying under the radar as the peloton leaves the cobbles, but if he does well at Amstel there will be a lot of attention on him for the remaining legs through the Ardennes.

In addition to the one-day specialists like Gilbert, the hilly classics also bring out the grand tour riders with Cadel Evans, Joaquim Rodríguez, and Fränk and Andy Schleck all getting victories in recent years. In fact, this will be the first serious riding we’ve seen of the Schleck brothers in a while, with Fränk out last year for doping issues and Andy having a down year, like Gilbert they also will be trying to find some regained form. So, although neither Contador nor Froome will be lining up in Maastricht there will be some indications of the form of some other grand tour hopefuls.

L’enfer du nord

Niki Terpstra at the 2013 Tour de France (photo by Flickr user denismenchov08)

It has been a cobble season of near misses for Omega-Pharma, but at the Roubaix velodrome having the strongest team finally paid off. It was, however, the lieutenant Niki Terpstra who won the day, not the general, although Tom Boonen wouldn’t be entirely absent. Although the big guns Boonen, Cancellara, and Sagan all had their say, and John Degenkolb inserted himself into the conversation, in the end Omega-Pharma’s strength was too much for the others and Terpstra snuck away for the victory in the final kilometers.

Like at Ronde van Vlaanderen, Omega-Pharma got a rider up the road, forcing Cancellara and Sagan to chase, but in this case it was Boonen up the road forcing the action, not one of his teammates, and it was the turn of Terpstra and Zdenek Stybar to stay in the group and let other teams work (sitting on itself not an easy task, it must be said, on the road to Roubaix). Unfortunately for Boonen, he did not have the form this year and he was reeled back in, but this time, having multiple cards to play worked out and Terpstra had enough in the tank to ride to victory.

A likely aid to Terpstra’s well-timed move was the presence of John Degenkolb in the lead group at the end. Having won Gent-Wevelgem this year he had shown that he could handle cobbles, but he had an impressive ride Sunday to show, along with a 15th at the Ronde, that he can handle the worst of the cobbles and that he will be a factor in the future for the cobbled classics. For the present, however, his presence likely discouraged Cancellara, Sagan, and the others from bringing back Terpstra, fearing that they would be towing him to victory, a fear that was quite justified by the result, and it helped Terpstra stay away. When the group game in 20 seconds behind, Degenkold took the sprint for second ahead of Cancellara.

For his part, Cancellara did not have the legs or the team to double up for the third time on his victory at Vlaanderen the week before, and he was largely a follower of moves, but while nothing less than the top step may be satisfying for him, he again finished on the podium, the 12th time in a row now for him at monuments (at least at ones he has finished, he crashed out of a Ronde van Vlaanderen in that streak), a staggering feat of dominant consistency.

To round out the rest of the Degenkolb group, we can note that Sep Vanmarcke had another strong ride at a cobbled classic, again finishing just behind Cancellara and, this time, just off the podium. In addition, erstwhile maillot jaune Bradley Wiggins found himself animating the lead group near the end of the race, and finished a very creditable 9th, just ahead of Tom Boonen. Now that the grand tour hopes of Sky have moved on to Chris Froome, he may have found himself a good niche away from the grande boucle. He seems to have enjoyed his time on the cobbles and to be looking forward to more.

Finally, Peter Sagan looks to be leaving the classics season without a breakthrough victory that everyone is expecting. His precocious talent means that anything less than continuous victory is seen as failure, and this season, so far, has been a disappointment. However, he did respectably and as he gains experience his results in the monuments will surely improve. The day, however, was not for the giants Boonen and Cancellara, nor for the up-and-comers Degenkolb and Sagan, but rather for Niki Terpstra, who has, himself had quite the tour through Flanders this year with a 6th at the Tour of Flanders, a 2nd at E3 Harelbeke, and another victory at Dwars door Vlaanderen.

Cancellara, Boonen, and the Hell of the North

Tom Boonen began riding Paris Roubaix in 2002, finishing an auspicious third. Fabian Cancellara started in 2004 with an auspicious 4th, finishing with the leading group of four in the velodrome. Since 2004, when Boonen was ninth, 2007 has been the only year without at least one of them on the podium and 2011 was the only other year that one of them did not win. Johan van Summeren held off the chase of Cancellara, who finished second that year. Twice they’ve finished one-two, with a victory apiece, although Cancellara was in on the sprint when he finished second, and Boonen was leading in the chase behind a solo Cancellara in this turn. That is to say, they have been pretty successful in recent years at L’enfer du nord. They’ve won seven of the last nine, with Boonen one ahead in victories.

Paris – Roubaix

Year	Boonen	Cancellara
2002	3	—
2003	24	—
2004	9	4
2005	1	8
2006	2	1
2007	6	19
2008	1	2
2009	1	49
2010	5	1
2011	DNF	2
2012	1	DNS
2013	DNS	1

Having seen the chart, let’s take a closer look at the Boonen-Cancellara era in La reine des classiques:

• 2002: Johan Museeuw won his third Paris-Roubaix, the most recent mud-soaked edition. Soloing for 41k, Museuw cruised to victory, three minutes ahead Steffen Wesemann in second and Boonen, riding for US Postal, in third. The next group, including Boonen’s teammate George Hincapie, was another minute down.
• 2003: Peter Van Petegem doubles up after having won the Tour of Flanders the week before, winning the sprint ahead of Dario Pieri and Viatcheslav Eximov. It was the first double since Roger De Vlaeminck, although our two heroes were about to make it a regular occurrence.
• 2004: Ah, now we have them both. Magnus Bäckstedt won a four-up sprint ahead of Tristan Hoffman, Roger Hammond, and Fabian Cancellara, making his debut. The previous two winners Museeuw and Van Petegem came in 17 seconds down, with Boonen finishing in the next group with his, now former, teammate George Hincapie.
• 2005: Tom Boonen out sprints George Hincapie and Juan Antonio Flecha to take his first victory, and doubles up after having won Flanders with a solo effort the week before. Cancellara finishes with the first large group, nearly 4 minutes behind.
• 2006: Attacking with 19k to go, Cancellara won by more than a minute. Boonen ended up finishing fifth, but getting second after the three riders between him and Cancellara, Leif Hoste, Vladimir Gusev, and Peter Van Petegem, were disqualified for crossing a closed railway crossing (you never know what kind of craziness you will end up with). Boonen was coming off winning Flanders the week before.
• 2007: The one with neither of them on the podium. Cancellara’s teammate Stuart O’Grady won after getting into a big early break. Making his bid alone from 20k out, he won by nearly a minute ahead of everyone. Boonen finished in sixth, several seconds off the podium. Cancellara was 19th, more than 2 and a half minutes in arrears.
• 2008: The clash. Boonen, Cancellara, and Alessandro Ballan, get away with 35k to go. Boonen wins the sprint in the velodrome for his second victory.
• 2009: Boonen again, finishing alone this time, nearly a minute ahead of Pipo Pozzato. Thor Hushovd was third. Boonen puts the hammer down in the Mons-en-Pévèle section with nearly 50k to go, whittling a leading group of 11 down to 6. Then a pair of crashes take out or delay the rest of breakaway and Boonen powered to victory. Cancellara finishes well down at 49th.
• 2010: Cancellara’s first double. Cancellara took off by himself with 40 k to go and won by two minutes ahead of Thor Hushovd and Juan Antonio Flecha. Boonen finished in fifth, 3:14 down. Behind Cancellara, Boonen was in the chase group, but the group had trouble working together, presumably because other riders did not feel very strongly about towing Boonen up to Cancellara and were understandably indifferent between losing to one or the other. Boonen was not happy about their lack of effort.
• 2011: Johan Vansummeren sneaks in and grabs one. Vansummeren attacked the lead group with 15 k to go and it was Cancellara’s turn to complain about the other members of his group failing to help him reel in the breakaway, presumably they were not any more interested in helping him win than the guys the year before had been in helping Boonen. He eventually got away with Maarten Tjallingii and Grégory Rast, although he could not close the gap to Vansummeren and finished second on the day ahead in a sprint ahead of Tjallingii. Boonen for his part punctured and crashed twice, ending the day with a DNF.
• 2012: Boonen’s second double. Cancellara didn’t start after crashing out of Flanders and Boonen won by more than a minute and a half, soloing for the last 50k. Sébastien Turgot and Alessandro Ballan rounded out the podium.
• 2013: Cancellara’s second double. Tom Boonen missing this time after a crash at Flanders, but Cancellara would not solo to victory this time. He wonn the sprint from Sep Vanmarcke in the velodrome after the pair worked together for the last 10 k to finish 30 seconds ahead of their pursuers, lead in by Niki Terpstra.

Well, there you have it, a recent history dominated by two men. This year Cancellara is coming off another win at Flanders while Boonen had to settle for a disappointing seventh. We shall see whether Boonen recovers, Cancellara takes an unprecedented third double, or whether Sep Vanmarcke, who has now been out-sprinted by Cancellara twice, or someone else sneaks in and takes down the titans.

Scheldeprijs

Wednesday provided a little mid-week amuse-bouche for the guys racing at Flanders and Roubaix. An opportunity for Tom Boonen and Fabian Cancellara to get out and stretch the legs. For the sprinters, however, it was more serious business, and with the last two victories at Scheldeprijs under his belt, all eyes were on Marcel Kittel, and he did not disappoint, winning by a couple bike lengths over Tyler Farrar in second and Danny Van Poppel in third.

Omega-Pharma looked strong again, but with Cavendish out, it wasn’t clear they had anyone who could challenge Kittel. They had former winner Alessandro Petacchi clipping in for them, but his victory was five years ago and at 40 his best years are behind him, with all due respect to Chris Horner. Nonetheless, riding on their home turf the Omega-Pharma boys went hard with none other than Tom Boonen moving to the front with 10k to take a big pull across the cobbles to help bring back the break.

As the break was getting shutdown by the teams with sprinters, a couple of the escapees, first Luke Rowe of Sky and then Andrea Fedi of Neri Sottoli took flyers off the front, but those were only desperate gasps as the peloton was quickly bearing down. Working for Petacchi, Omega-Pharma again went to the front but Marcel Kittel came around and easily took the line from a hard-chargin group where Garmin’s Tyler Farrar edged out Trek’s Danny van Poppel for second. Petacchi held on for fourth.

Now after Flanders and Scheldeprijs, Omega-Pharma have looked strong and done a lot of work but only have two fourth places to show for it, while Trek has a first and a third. Nonetheless the strength of the team is certainly good news if Stybar or Boonen or Terpstra has good legs for Roubaix and can challenge Spartacus.

Cancellara again

 

Fabian Cancellara at the 2011 World Championships (Photo by Flickr user Kristian Thøgersen)

For awhile there it looked like Omega-Pharma had everything under control and was going to win one way or another. With 20 or 30 kilometers to go Peter Sagan and Fabian Cancellara were alone, Boonen had three teammates with him and Stijn Vandenberg up the road with Greg van Avermaet. It looked like all they had to do was sit and wait, and that is what they were doing. Vandenberg was just sitting on Van Avermaet’s wheel because he had Tom Boonen, Niki Terpstra, and Zdenek Stybar behind, while the Omegas behind were sitting on since they had Vandenberg up the road. Without any teammates it looked like Cancellara and Sagan were going to have to cover every attack themselves. Meanwhile, realizing the nature of the standoff, the group thinned further as riders snuck off the front to try and join Van Avermaet and Vandenberg.

As things were looking dicey for the non-Omega Pharmas amongst the favorites, a chase group caught up and Sagan momentarily got some teammates back to bury themselves into the penultimate climb, the Oude Kwaremont. Although, it was Sagan’s workers who showed up, it was Cancellara, who had lost his teammates to crashes early in the race, who would benefit. Cancellara took off on the Kwaremont and it would prove to be a move that only Sep Vanmarcke could follow. They methodically worked together up and over the Paterberg, the final climb, closing the gap until they caught Vandenberg, and then Van Avermaet with 10k to go. Vandenberg took a couple turns, but mostly continued his policy of sitting on, although now it would prove to be more out of weakness than out of strength. Despite a valiant effort by Milano-Sanremo winner Alexander Kristoff to bridge the gap, it remained a four man race with the leaders playing cat and mouse for the last several kilometers. After various attacks, they were all together inside the red kite and when Cancellara jumped, Van Avermaet would have the most, but it was not enough and Cancellara took his third Ronde van Vlaanderen, while Vanmarcke took third and a hurting Vandenberg finished off the podium, meaning that a dominant Omega team ended up with nothing to show for the day.

Despite Omega Pharma having the strongest team with three riders inside the top ten, the day went to the strongest riders, who were undoubtedly Fabian Cancellara and Greg Van Avermaet. While Cancellara won, Van Avermaet towed a uncooperative and hurting Vandenbergh for 20 kilometers, then worked with Vanmarcke and Cancellara to maintain the lead, and finally was the only one of the three, who could go with Cancellara at the end, a strong ride. It is hard to know whether he should have waited longer to make his move, but he certainly looked strong and will be a danger come Paris-Roubaix on Sunday.

The big losers on the day were undoubtedly Omega-Pharma and Tom Boonen, who despite having good legs and good tactics were not good enough for the three men on the podium who are looking dangerous for our next leg of the cobbled classics. Peter Sagan also seems to be having a subdued season so far, and it will be interesting to see how he rebounds on Sunday. Although the attention was somewhat fractured before Flanders, one has to assume that the spotlight will be on Cancellara at Paris-Roubaix, although Vanmarcke and Van Avermaet also looked quite strong. Cancellara will also have the benefit of being a little more patient than the other favorites having already gotten a monument for the year, while Sagan and Boonen will need to try and salvage something after their disappointing showings.