Tour de France 2011 – Stage 19

Stage 19 was to be all about that dreaded name – L’Alpe d’Huez. 13.8 km of asphalt spaghetti draped across an alpine mountain, it was celebrating its 100th year of terrorising the peloton. A 100 years of making grown men cry, most with agony, but a very select few with sheer joy.

Pierre Rolland was the latest to join that élite latter group, as he claimed the most famous victory of his career. Attacking late on the climb, he pumped big gears, leaving three-time winner Alberto Contador and Olympic champion Samuel Sánchez in his wake. At the finish line waited not only a white jersey, but also membership into a revered club of riders to have mastered the 21 steps of “the devil’s staircase”.

That euphemism comes from the leg sapping 21 hairpin bends that make up the climb to the ski-resort at the summit, and Rolland knew it all too well, “I knew at turn one, I could push the big chainring early on this climb at such a pace because I did it many times in training. This is a stage that I’ve watched dozens of times on video, with Armstrong, Pantani… I studied their cadence. And now it’s me who has won! It will take me a little time before I realize what I’ve done.”

Pierre also brought joy and glory to his nation, with the first home victory in this year’s Tour. His team has already done France proud with Thomas Voeckler holding to yellow against all odds, and a lot of credit for that goes to young Rolland. Today’s winner has been the super-domestique for Voeckler all Tour long, guiding the maillot jaune up slopes that not many had expected him to survive.

Today though Voeckler had realised by the second climb of the day that the show was over for him. Unable to keep pace with Contador and Andy Schleck, he set Rolland free, ““I said I wanted to do everything possible to defend the yellow jersey of Thomas but on the climb of the Galibier, he told me, ‘Seize your chance, don’t worry about me’. This is also where I see that he is a great champion, one who was able to tell me to go at the right time,” said Pierre.

Voeckler fought valiantly, screaming, grimacing, dancing over the handle bars, doing his best as he has all of the ten days in yellow. But today even his indefatigable spirit and immense will power were not enough to protect the maillot jaune. Maybe he panicked and made a mistake when he tried to chase the leaders solo up the Galibier. Common sense would have suggested for him to hold back and wait for his team, and let then nurture him back to the leading pack.

Some are commenting he did not have that confidence in his team, but I for one don’t buy that. It is the nature of the man, he has always been a fighter. In fact its this very virtue of his that has made him dodge the favourites for 10 days each in 2004 and this year. He is an all or nothing person, when thrown a challenge he goes all guns blazing, no thinking and tactics for him, just pure guts.

Another gutsy rider on the day was defending champion Alberto Contador. The Spaniard blew up all calculations as he attacked within 15km of the start, early on the climb of Col du Télégraphe. Among the top contenders only Evans and Andy Schleck could match Contador’s multiple accelerations. Voeckler, Schleck Sr and Ivan Basso, were all dropped once Alberto began his trademark dance on the pedals.

And then disaster struck for Cadel Evans. He had to dismount thrice due to mechanical troubles, and eventually changed to a new bike from his team car, losing over a minute to the Contador group in the process. It took him one and a half mountains of effort to catch up with the lead group and save his Tour, as he had chased Andy Schleck only a day before.

At the front of the race Alberto seemed to be a man on a mission. He had cracked on the climb of the Galibier on thursday, and had himself declared the challenge for yellow all but finished. Today was then about redemption, to show everyone that the Spanish bull had not laid arms. He was doing most of the hard work ahead as Andy was content to stay in his slipstream, knowing all too well Contador was not his main rival now.

But once they knew Evans was pulling back, Andy did share the workload, though that was not to be enough. The Australian caught up with the leaders near the 25km banner, and though his team were instrumental in the chase, it was mostly a solo effort by the BMC leader. Once the favourites were all together, the group called truce for a while.

That peace was short-lived, broken by Pierre Rolland right on the foot of last climb. He pumped ahead knowing all too well the leaders would not be bothered to chase him back, Contador though had other plans. As on the Télégraphe he surged ahead viciously and this time no one responded. Alberto was too far behind in time to bother the Schlecks or Evans and all he sought was a victory on the hallowed summit.

He seemed to be going well as he overtook Pierre, with his form of yore that even the best find hard to challenge, nevertheless compatriot Sánchez set on a chase with Rolland. The Frenchman was being the tactician, using Sánchez to pull him up the slopes towards Contador. Despite furious gestures from Sánchez, Rolland refused to share the workload, till they caught up with the defending champion.

Once they did, Rolland almost immediately jumped on to a big gear and being relatively fresher of three, raced ahead to the stage victory. It was a justified reward, as Rolland has been a revelation all Tour long. He also moved into the lead of the best young rider classification and is being seen as probably the next French winner of the Tour since Bernard Hinault in 1985.

Sánchez also did not go empty-handed for all his effort up the Alpe d’Huez and finished second on the day between Rolland and Conatador. His biggest reward was earning the polka dot jersey for the king of the mountains. With no mountain points on offer in the last two stages, he will carry that till Paris, a remarkable achievement for a small team like Eukaltel-Easkadi.

Behind them Evans tried a few attacks, and a final dash to the line but was unable to shake off the two Schleck brothers. That means he heads for the Individual Time Trial of Saturday in third place, 57 seconds behind Andy Schleck who inherited yellow from Voeckler (who eventually finished 3’22″ behind) at the end of the day.

Stage 20 is a 42km solo race against the clock in Grenoble. No team mates, no shields behind attackers, just pure man and machine against the wind. The route is rolling and will not suit a pure specialist, especially as it comes after three gruelling days in the mountains. Evans is the clear favourite here compared to the Schlecks, but so was he in 2008 against Sastre, and was not able to turn the tables on that day.

Nerves, luck, crowd support and pure motivation are among the several factors that will come into play today in addition to personal ability of course. Deciding a three-week, 3400km long Tour in a short 42kms on the penultimate day is like deciding a marathon with a 100m sprint, but that is the unpredictability of sport. 57 seconds is the magical figure separating the two challengers, and as the great Eddy Merckx would say, ” It’s a lot and it is nothing.” So till tomorrow then…

Jersey holders:                                                           General Classification:              Maillot Jaune –  Andy Schleck                                                 Andy Schleck – 82h 48’ 43” Maillot Vert –  Mark Cavendish                                                Frank Schleck – 82h 49’ 36”       Maillot à Pois Rouges –  Samuel Sánchez                               Cadel Evans – 82h 49’ 40”         Maillot Blanc –  Pierre Rolland

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Tour de France 2011 – Stage 18

What does it take to win the Tour de France? Some say that you got to beat the best, to suffer more than the worst and yet not wince, to be an all round rider and not just a specialist. While all the above may be true, Andy Schleck showed us yesterday that for aspiring a victory in Le Tour, you first have to beat yourself and answer the challenge thrown by your own body. Only then shall these mountains bow to your will, and hopefully the riders will follow.

Such was the majesty of Andy’s attack that in a stage meant to separate the great from the best, he rose higher leaving greats behind to join the legends. By the end of the day he was proudly standing on a podium higher (in pure altitude terms) than any winner of the Tour ever has. His incredible performance on stage 17 does not guarantee overall victory, but does make sure that his feat goes down into history books to be admired for ages.

This was one of those classic attacks, not seen since the days of Eddy Merckx, and one which Charly Gaul – the last winner from Schleck’s home country Luxembourg – would be proud of. As fate would have it, Merckx was there in person to applaud Schleck’s efforts and give him a nice little pep-talk from a car pulling alongside the climber in the final stages. Not that Andy was lacking any motivation, but this would have been like a psychological shot of testosterone!

The sheer audacity of Schleck’s plan is understood considering that when he attacked 60km from the finish, not one commentator, nor any online expert, not even the top riders and their team directors considered it worthy of a serious challenge. Some ridiculed, others laughed and the riders themselves continued with contempt towards the aggressor’s move.

Leave aside the heroics for a while though, and it becomes clear that this was not a move out of pure bravura, but one that took birth in the confines of team Leopard Trek‘s hotel a night ago. It’s no coincidence that Posthuma and Monfort were part of the initial breakaway, conveniently available to guide their team leader right when he needed them at the Izoard.

This was tactical genius, the complete team plan where every member played his role to perfection. Elder brother Frank was the sniper covering Andy’s attack squad. He spent all day shadowing Contador and Evans, holding them down and ready to pounce for a counter-attack if things turned ugly for Schleck Jr. It did not come to that, but pounce he did meters off the finish line to claim second place on the day behind his brother (making it the first ever one-two in Tour history for their home nation).

Monfort’s effort was probably the vital link in the plan as he protected Schleck from the strong headwinds down the long and tricky descent of Col d’Izoard. Going downhill is the acknowledged weakness of the Schleck brothers and it was upto Monfort to guide his leader, providing him with the best lines and drafts on the way down. He performed better than expectations, making Andy pull further ahead from the better descenders behind him.

This was the Tour’s Queen stage, as it is called, featuring the highest point of the race at 2,774m summit of Col d’Agnel. Keeping true to the honour of such a significant stage, it awarded us with more heroics in a single day than the entire Harry Potter series. Apart from the man of the day, it was Cadel Evans who shone brightest as he toiled to pull the young Luxembourgeois back.

Once the top contenders had realised they had underestimated Andy, someone had to lead the chase. Cadel started it, and with lack of any help from the others, gritted his teeth and decided to do it all on his own. He was visibly irritated as no one offered any help at the head of the pack, but continued despite his frustration, towing the rest on his rear wheel. Ofcourse Frank was not expected to offer any help – he was there precisely to disrupt the chase – but the Australian certainly deserved more assistance from Contador and Voeckler.

Despite Voeckler’s reluctance to do the hard work – as Evans saw it – the Frenchmen put in one of the sternest performances of the day. His expression at the finish line told a story his suffering to save the yellow jersey, which the Europcar rider did by a very narrow margin. All seemed lost as he cracked mid-way through the Galibier, but when told that Andy was slowing near the top, the Tour’s current leader ignored all the pain and rode a big gear, saving fractions with every turn of the pedal.

Andy Schleck won the award for the most aggressive rider of the day, but for anyone who would have watched only the last 15 minutes of the stage, it was all about Voeckler’s unbelievable resilience. He did it to Armstrong in 2004, and is doing it all over again this year, staying in yellow beyond the wildest expectations.

Surprisingly the only rider to have cracked on the day was Alberto Contador. The three-time winner and defending champion, instigator of the chaos on stage 16, was completely off his usual form yesterday. He never looked in trouble at any point, till finally cracking within the last 3km. He crossed the line in 15th place and this little slip-up cost him precious 3’50” over Schleck and 1’35” over Evans.

The other sufferers (relatively speaking as everyone suffers on a day like this) were the sprinters, whose conundrum evident by the fact that maillot vert Mark Cavendish finished outside the cut-off time, entailing disqualification from the race. Thankfully for him and 77 other riders, the manic pace set by Andy Schleck ensured more than 20% of the Tour riders could not make it within the cut-off time. Hence the rules permitted the commissaires to save the grupetto from capital punishment.

Escaping disqualification was certainly good news, but the late comers were docked points based on their time over the cut-off limit. Cavendish lost 20 points, bringing down his lead over Jose Rojas to just fifteen. Unfortunately the sprinters cannot look for much respite from today either. Forget them, there would be many top riders fidgeting at the thought of the three major climbs today, as the organisers have designed this route precisely to cause cracks in the field. At a mere 109km, it is one the shorter stages this year (except the time trials), but right up there with the most brutal we have seen so far.

There are hardly any flats to talk of and the category-one ascent of Col du Télégraphe is almost dwarfed by the giants ahead. The real challenge of the day begins as riders renegotiate the Galibier, this time from its harder side and finish on the summit of Alpe d’Huez – a climb steeped in Tour lore, which has made as many legends as it as destroyed.

Last time these 21 hair pins were part of Le Tour was in 2008, and were witness to the move that won Carlos Sastre the tour. Incidentally the Spaniard was then leading team CSC Saxo Bank, which included both Schleck brothers, and the rider who lost out that day (finishing second in the Tour) – a certain Cadel Evans.

The GC table has been shaken yet again, and though Voeckler is still unmoved off his perch, he is on the brink. The Schelcks lying at No 2 & 3 have tasted blood and Evans is not far behind. Andy might move into yellow today, but he knows the 57 seconds he has over the Australian are too close for comfort considering the individual time trial of Saturday.

So the Schlecks have to gain more time, but their need is remotely not as urgent as of Alberto Contador. After yesterday’s debacle he has to fight for serious time, though maybe more for pride. This has been one of the most unpredictable Tours in recent history, so I won’t risk making a prediction, but rest assured there will be tremors in-keeping with the traditions of L ‘Alpe d’Huez – the ultimate killing ground.

Against my usual habit, I will not finish this report with a preview of the next stage, but the defining moment of this one. No prizes for guessing that its the “Schleck moment” which prompted @lancearmstrong to tweet, “Watching the #tourdefrance. Gutsy and smart riding by @andy_schleck and his team. Fun to watch.” Fun it was for us, for the great man himself it was a feeling of redemption and glory. So till tomorrow then…

Jersey holders:                                                           General Classification:              Maillot Jaune –  Thomas Voeckler                                           Thomas Voeckler – 79h 34’ 06” Maillot Vert –  Mark Cavendish                                                Andy Schleck – 79h 34’ 21”        Maillot à Pois Rouges –  Jelle Vanendert                                Frank Schleck – 79h 35’ 14”        Maillot Blanc –  Rein Taaramae

Tour de France 2011 – Stage 17

Sa majesté le Galibier (which google translates to “His majesty the Galibier”) shouted today’s L’equipe. That pretty much narrates that yesterday’s stage was seen as nothing more than a little inconvenience to be tackled enroute to the monster stages 18 and 19. Wednesday’s route took us into Italy, the only other country part of Le Tour this year, till we return back to France today.

However try telling that to any Norwegian and he won’t care for what is in store. Not when they are celebrating their second consecutive stage victory, this time Edvald Boasson Hagen the winning rider. He came second to compatriot Hushovd only a day ago, and yesterday brought up his second win in this year’s Tour, taking Norway’s tally to four. An amazing feat considering Thor and Edvald are the only two riders from Norway. What kind of success ratio is that, you do the math.

“I wanted to win this stage because I came so close the day before,” said Edvald. “I wanted to get revenge. My team-mates did a good job early on to get me in the break and I felt quite strong all the way.” The Norwegian also brought much-needed joy to Team Sky, who despite the vagaries of their title sponsors are performing better than expected (considering how early they lost their leader Bradley Wiggins).

Stage 17 started from Briançon, which boasts of being the highest city in Europe, and half way across moved into Italy to finish in Pinerolo. Four categorised climbs – highest being a category one – lay spread across the 179km, finishing with a precarious descent labelled ”fatally dangerous” by Andy Schleck.

This was just a day after Contador had set the Tour on fire. He had attacked against common wisdom on stage 16, timing it to perfection and dropping both Schleck brothers in the process. The Luxembourg rider’s concern then seem slightly genuine, because called on to cover any attack today, he (and other riders) would have to take risks on the descent of Côte de Pramartino.

On the road, no one seemed to have faced any problems with the Italian authorities, all passports seemingly in order as the peloton rode over the border climbing up the category-one Sestrières. Ahead of them in the breakaway, Ruben Peréz launched the first attack of the day, racing over the highest peak on the stage in the lead. Too early to hope for a victory, the Spaniard continued nevertheless till Dmitriy Fofonov decided to chase him down.

Attacks continued unabated thereafter. First it was Frenchman Sylvain Chavanel who caught Peréz, but was then caught himself by Boasson Hagen, 2km from the last climb. The Norwegian continued ahead with the assurance of knowing the descent all too well. That credit goes to his mastermind performance director Dave Brailsford who had the Sky rider recce this route twice and look at it further on film, thereby arming him with the best data to consolidate his position.

Behind in the peloton Contador was back to his antics, attacking as surreptitiously as the day before. But this time all his rivals were better prepared, more attentive and neutralized the move immediately. There were no further “moments” till the main group scaled the summit, and then Contador set off again with Sanchez for company.

We did have a crash on the precarious slope as Jonathan Hivert - in his bid to catch up with Boasson Hagen – took a risk too many and misjudged a corner. He was very lucky to have a soft landing and continue with no injuries. Not one to take heed from this, he continued in the same maverick mode, being lucky for a second time as he missed his apex, this time an open parking lot coming to his rescue.

That same little run off zone (parking lot) again proved to be a saving grace very soon as the maillot jaune himself had to take refuge after misjudging the turn. But for the noble soul who thought of leaving the door wide open, we would have had two nasty crashes, one of which could have brought a tragic end to the fight of Thomas Voeckler.

One rider who did not put a wheel wrong was Edvald Boasson Hagen. He continued to the line unchallenged and finished a comfortable 40 seconds ahead of second placed Bauke Mollema of Netherlands. Edvald has impressed everyone this year and Jens Voigt had this to say of the Norwegian on his blog. “Now I have known how good Thor is for a long time, but I don’t even think Edvald knows how good he is yet. He doesn’t know if he wants to be a sprinter, a climber or a time trailer. And the thing is, he’s really good at all of them!”

Contador and Sanchez worked together for the entire descent and seemed to have put in a few seconds between themselves and the Evans + Schleck group. But despite their best efforts, they were caught right on the line with everyone being awarded the same time. Only loser on the day was Voeckler, whose mistakes on the descent eventually costing him 27 seconds.

“Mountain biking is not my specialty,” said Voeckler, but he continues to defiantly hold on to the maillot jaune. Today he has to survive a different beast altogether. As the Tour celebrates the centenary of its first visit to the Alps, the organisers have rewarded us with a gruelling stage consisting of three Hors Catégorie climbs.

It starts with a relatively peaceful 50km till the intermediate sprint, and then all hell breaks loose. First comes the searing Col Agnel peaking at 2744m. Then the slightly lower (2360m), yet equally brutal Col d’Izoard, with its famous Casse Déserte (a barren desert-like patch just before the summit). Finally we have the killer ascent of Col du Galibier, which at 2645m will go in the record books as the highest finish on the Tour – ever.

At the end of the 200km the first man over the line can claim to be the closest descendant of Clark Kent and probably the strongest claimant to the overall victor’s crown. There cannot be any chess moves on such brutal mountains because the amount of suffering these riders will go through won’t leave any room in their mind for “games”. It will be all out racing, hopefully the likes of what we saw at the Tourmalet last year.

This last phase of the Tour has seen incessant action, both among smaller teams and the big guns. Tomorrow is the day everyone had bookmarked in their Tour diary and what the riders dream of. I don’t think any breakaway will have it in them to go all the way to the finish, hence we should see a top rider win the stage, probably after a day of heroics. I can hardly wait. So till tomorrow then…

ps: Stage 17 was one of the most scenic yet, enjoy :)

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Jersey holders:                                                           General Classification:              Maillot Jaune –  Thomas Voeckler                                           Thomas Voeckler – 73h 23’ 49” Maillot Vert –  Mark Cavendish                                                Cadel Evans – 73h 25’ 07”       Maillot à Pois Rouges –  Jelle Vanendert                                 Frank Schleck – 73h 25’ 11”       Maillot Blanc –  Rigoberto Uran