Stage nineteen, a flat stage, it is raining, and we already know the Tour winner. How dull.
But no! Something might happen. Let's keep watching.
Sweezus has caught up with Tom-Jelte Slagter, who he knows from before.
Hi Tom-Jelte! says Sweezus, looking sideways at Tom-Jelte Slagter.
Hi Sweezus, says Tom Jelte-Slagter. What are you staring at?
Your helmet, says Sweezus. And how much of your hair's sticking out.
Tja! says Tom-Jelte Slagter. I have no time for thinking of hair. Today I have plans for attempting a courageous breakaway. Excuse me, I must start it just now. Catch up with me after Cote de Monbazillac!
He commences his courageous breakaway, even though it is raining. A camera rolls by, held by a man on a motor bike.
Tom-Jelte grins at the camera. What you see of his hair looks just fine.
Sweezus rides steadily. Tom-Jelte is right. This is no time for vanity.
There is Gaius, just ahead of him.
Hi Gaius, says Sweezus. Shitty, this rain!
What? says Gaius. Is it? Perhaps I should put on my rain jacket.
He fiddles and juggles with zips.
Freud was looking for you, says Sweezus.
I know, says Gaius. He already found me. Silly fellow. Not all obsessions are signs of madness. I simply have an interest in spiders. Did you know....Oops! What was that green flash? Did you see it?
Baby Pierre, says Sweezus. Watch out for him. He's got new green tyres with fluoroelastemers.
Dear me, says Gaius. I hope they grip well in the rain.
A sensible hope.
And Baby Pierre has not hoped it.
He flits in and out of the riders, being a menace.
Flash! The Green Terror! The Green Upset-to-Order. The Green Arrow. The Green Mark of the Claw. The Green Pride of his Daddy (this last is debatable).
All of a sudden he spots Peter Sagan. He rides up behind Peter Sagan.
Baby Pierre admires the green jersey of Peter Sagan. He would like one.
Zwoom! he rides under his wheels. He glances upwards, for a better look at the jersey.
It is still raining heavily.
Baby Pierre's fluoroelastemer tyres lose their grip on the road.
Wheeee! Whaaaa! A lot of riders fall over. But no one is hurt.
Peter Sagan stands up. Hands on hips he waits for a new bicycle. There goes his last hope of a stage.
Baby Pierre zooms away inconspicuously.
Hoo hoo! Crazy-fun tyres!
The crash has not bothered Ramunas Navardaukas of Team Garmin Sharp. He is ahead of it.
Thanks to the efforts of his team mate Tom-Jelte Slagter, Ramunas Navardaukas finds himself in a winning position.
He powers into Bergerac, a proud Lithuanian rider.
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