Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Earlier this year when Lew and I were attempting to ride the Paris Roubaix course we fortunate to have the guidence of a (recently suspended) French Pro rider. He had finished well up in the Belgium Classic last year.
I asked him what held the greatest fears about the race for the Pro peleton. The cobbles? The weather? No...none of these...the biggest fear was the erratic riding of the Basque Boys!
Alas they are no longer...
From Twisted Spoke:
Euskatel is gone.
This can only be good news to Tour de France GC contenders afraid of being taken down in the first week by the notoriously sloppy bike handling skills of the Basques. Uphill, excellent, flats, not so good.
I’ve always had a fondness for Euskatel and their loud orange jerseys, boisterous, borderline crazy fans, the impossible-to-pronounce names and their David vs. WorldTour team vibe. They were the little orange engine that could, puffing up the mountain to out-fox the big budget squads. They were proud and fun and the tapas were fantastic.
All gone now except for the tapas.