Stage 19: Lourdes to Laruns - Fix

Three big climbs today.

The teams ride out of Lourdes, hoping for miracles.

Several Virgins stand at the side of the road.

Marie is the name of each one of them.

Don't let that confuse you.

Marie: I'm so sorry for Peter Sagan. He's battling horrid injuries and scratches after the fall.

Marie (a different one): Me too. He's so couragous.

Marie (a third one): I rather like the one coming last. That American.

Marie (the first one): He doesn't need a miracle. He's raising thousands every day.

Marie (another one): Oh come on girls! Let's choose a winner.

Marie (the different one): What about that guy?

Marie (another one): Yes! Lotto Jumbo! Hee hee!

Marie (the first one): Stop giggling. That's not his name. It's Primoz Roglic.

Marie (the third one): Are we going to give it to him then? It means Froomey gets dropped from the podium.

Marie (in a tiara): Lets do it!

Marie (in a blue dress): Stir things up a bit.

Marie (a sweet one): I'd like to give it to Sweezus.

Marie (a rather naughty one): We all would. But how would it look?

Collective sigh from the Maries.

Heuuuh!

They sigh over Sweezus and his hot team members Arthur Rimbaud and Pablo Neruda....

But no. Be fair, you Maries.

Of course they will be. They are lovely.

Today, the stage winner will be Primoz Roglic.

Sagan and that American will finish last and second last.

Froomey will drop off the podium (potentially).

Doumoulin will be furious and claim that Roglic used a motor bike slipstream.

But hey....Maries don't fix everything.