There's no denying it's been a terrific race, but the Vuelta's penultimate stage underlined just how much the race has been whittled down to its last dregs.
Let's give him his dues: Daniele Bennati is an accomplished sprinter who has notched stage wins in all three Grand Tours. In this day and age of super-fast finishing, however, he's hardly Usain Bolt on two wheels. Heck, he's not even Mark Lewis-Francis on a tricycle.
But Bennati was the pick of the bunch on Saturday's stage 20, winning at a canter ahead of two other non-descript Italians. It's a sign of the times: no one's anyone in the Vuelta. Or is it everyone's no one?
Following Mark Cavendish's withdrawal from the race with sunburn in the opening week, the bunch sprints have been dominated by two rookie riders - Peter Sagan and Marcel Kittel - both competing in their debut Grand Tours.
Such is the lack of pizzazz amongst the peloton's supposed fast men, the green jersey competition is a shoot-out between a knackered climber (Joaquim Rodriguez) and a young Dutchman yet to find his niche (Bauke Mollema). Both undeniably talented; neither in possession of much of a kick on the flat.
What of the king of the mountains competition? It has just been wrapped up by a 36-year-old French domestique who, for three weeks every year in Spain, becomes a 'veteran climber' instead of a plain and simple 'veteran'. Oh, it's the fourth time he'll wear the blue polka dots into Madrid.
Still, at least there's the red jersey - no one can win the Vuelta unless they're a rider at the very top of their game, surely?
Ah. Erm. Well. This year's winner is 30-year-old Spaniard who took a year off in 2010 and who almost gave up cycling two months ago because of an inability to return to the high levels he displayed while riding for the now-defunct (and shamed) Saunier-Duval team.
Standing either side of him on the podium will be two British riders - yes, that's two British riders. Both are involved in their debut Vueltas. One broke his collarbone six weeks ago while the other has never finished higher than 36th in a three-week stage race.
In fact, Froome, who will finish runner-up at just 13 seconds to Cobo, has not completed a Grand Tour since 2009.
He used to ride for Barloworld and his palmares include victory in the 2006 Tour of Maritius and a first-place in the 2009 Anatomic Jock Race, which sounds like something from a ghastly American Frat initiation.
So, yes, it has been a thrilling race - but let's have a bit of perspective: this is far from the lofty heights of the Tour de France, which this year was arguably the most exciting Grand Tour in recent memory.
But nevertheless, the Vuelta still retains some charm. It almost grows more endearing by its general ramshackleness.
Any race which can get away with switching the location of its second intermediate sprint during the course of the stage has got to be revered for its amateur audacity.
A race that sends riders around the wrong side of a roundabout inside the final 300m should be celebrated rather than lampooned.
Life isn't all about perfection - as we can see in all jersey competitions in the Vuelta.
What's more, it could be worse - it could be the Tour of Britain.