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Sports fans who become fans of one particular rider/driver/player are a strange breed who I have very little time for.
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It was not meant to be a words to affinity to one sport person as a fan, but as an injection of humanity in this avalanche of people dissecting every turn of the wheel, watt count, helmet type, marginal games and talks of dubious performance of a young man, who as a kid was already showing unbelievable stats. For me it was a joy to watch and for fans of cycling all over the world it brought emotion levels that we have not seen for years. It was a man (well a boy really) vs machine. He just didn’t give a f... about it, simples.
Foreigner65
Words of Roglic fan I found on the net, worth reading:
If sport was just a matter of numbers, technique and performance we would be happy for this Tour finale.
Unfortunately, there is also life behind these races and Primoz Roglic's is one of those worth a movie.
We could say we're excited for a 21 yr old who wins the world's most important race alone, we could say we're happy to see the only guy who showed attacks during the 21 stages in yellow jersey. Following the laws of sportsmanship we should feel satisfied by Tadej Pogacar cycling class.
But we can't, we can't do it.
Sport, the Tour de France, is life: choose who to stay with, who to follow, who to love. Till the end.
Rogla has always been our choice. An amateur became Pro, someone who exploded in the air using foot skis, one who steals milk from his son after the finish line. Asd Barbariga Franco Gomme, the provincialism of his gestures, that crooked helmet on the finish line.
Rogla is one like us.
For many it was a goosebump scene to see that Pogacar phenomenon gliding towards history.
It was devastating for us to see ′′ The Legend ′′ sitting on the asphalt, with our gaze lost in the void. It's like we sat there too, with him, watching what was happening, something not real.
Maybe it would have been too much, this path of yours would have been little human.
Yesterday sport finally came back to life after months of total anesthesia.
And we are back to feel our hearts beat hard, even if for one of the biggest disappointments of our history as Roglic fans.