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    Blazin' Saddles

    Let the games begin

    The 198 riders of this year's Tour de France were unveiled to an
    adoring public at the Puy du Fou theme park for the race's official
    presentation on Thursday.

    Set in an old Roman arena, it was a Gladiatorial-themed bonanza
    which would have made a jealous Russell Crowe reach for his telephone and seek
    out the nearest hotel concierge.

    It was quite a spectacle, with teams arriving in chariots, in
    horse-drawn carriages, escorted by Medieval knights or, in the puzzling
    anachronistic case of BMC, on the back of a clapped out antique car. Perhaps it
    was in recognition of fossil George Hincapie's forthcoming 16th Tour
    appearance? Or a slight dig at the inevitable moment Cadel Evans runs out of
    gas? Who knows.

    Local boys Europcar got things off to a flying start, being dragged
    into the arena in a horse-drawn cart and ushered onto the central platform by a
    bunch of beautiful maidens in demure dresses. But looking at the exaggerated
    Gallic faces of Anthony Charteau, Thomas Voeckler and Christophe Kern made
    Saddles think Jean-Rene Bernaudeau's men would have been more at home in Park
    Asterix than the Puy du Fou, France's most popular destination after
    Disneyland.

    (Incidentally, the Puy du Fou has an attraction called The Secret
    of the Lance, in which a young shepherdess must defend herself from randy
    English knights with the help of lance bestowed with supernatural powers...)

    The 7,000-strong crowd was ecstatic with the arrival of the
    Vendee-based outfit - but less so with reigning champion Alberto Contador's
    introduction. Poor Bertie, had this been Ancient Rome they would have put their
    thumbs down and unleashed savage beasts to rip him apart limb by limb.
    Although, whether or not Clenbuterol is good for tigers and panthers is another
    matter.

    "It's a great place for a gladiator," said Fabian
    Cancellara, resisting what would have been an ideal moment to insert a
    Spartacus-related quip.

    Fab looked pretty suave in his new Swiss national road champion
    colours - Leopard Trek, admirably, have gone for low-key nods to such accolades
    as opposed to the full-flag modes elsewhere - although not as debonaire as
    Frank Schleck.

    The Luxembourg
    national road champion, in Saddles' eyes, sports the best jersey of this year's
    race - a minimalist affair which oozes sophistication. It's funny, the cooler
    Frank looks, the more gormless his younger brother Andy appears.

    With the Classical gladiatorial theme being pushed, one rider would
    have felt right at home: Roman Kreuziger. (Sorry...)

    That said, the most animated was world champion Thor Hushovd, who
    appeared on the stage wielding a Viking mjollnir hammer and wearing a brown wig
    which, it has to be said, made him look rather like a butch lesbian. Still, the
    get-up had its desired effect: Thor had his Garmin team-mates swooning on the
    floor in adoration.

    There was one moment of slight concern when the Quick Step team
    were forced to walk to the stage as opposed to arrive on horseback or in a
    chariot or cart. Questioned after the event, the organisers said there had been
    a problem with the Quick Step vehicle and it had to undergo a routine
    inspection...

    Hold on, we're going down

    The whole Tour presentation almost didn't go ahead for one team after it
    emerged that the private jet taken by Leopard Trek riders from Luxembourg to Nantes on Tuesday evening almost had a crash
    landing after being forced to battle the elements.

    Fabian Cancellara told his followers on Twitter that the plane
    dropped "around 100 feet" and that some of the riders fell off their seats,
    while Linus Gerdemann was said to have thrown up as soon as he stepped off the
    plane.

    It has yet to be confirmed whether or not the pilot was wearing the
    orange colours of Euskaltel, although early rumours that Denis Menchov was
    involved have been refuted.

    Still, it will make Brian Nygaard think twice when arranging his
    team's travel plans in the future. Perhaps they should have flown on the Tour
    de France "official airline" - which, controversially, is not Air
    France but, bizarrely, Qatar Airways.

    The Doha-based carrier is an unlikely sponsor of the Tour after
    pipping Air France to the
    contract of flying the riders out from Grenoble
    to Paris for
    the final stage after stage 20's ITT.

    Give it a few years and no doubt the Tour will start with two
    stages in Qatar
    - although some kind of compromise would have to be made over the race's
    traditional scantily clad podium girls...

    Saddles' top ten

    BS said a month ago that he thought there's be no place in the top ten for
    Cadel Evans, but in a pique of generosity, Saddles has changed his mind and
    granted the Australian the 10th spot. There's no place for Bradley
    Wiggins, mind.

    1. Alberto Contador
    2. Andy Schleck
    3. Robert Gesink
    4. Ivan Basso
    5. Samuel Sanchez
    6. Jurgen Ven Den
      Broeck
    7. Frank Schleck
    8. Luis Leon Sanchez
    9. Roman Kreuziger
    10. Cadel Evans

    Stage one prediction

    An Euskaltel rider to slip on the narrow Passage du Gois even though it will be
    only crossed as part of the 191.5km stage's neutral ceremonial opening section.
    Johnny Hoogerland will have an early pop but be reeled in by a counter attack
    by one of the Vendee-based boys from Europcar - perhaps Tommy Voeckler - before
    both Fabian Cancellara and Philippe Gilbert go for long-ones. Gilbert will
    catch the sprinters cold and take the opening yellow jersey, which will go
    nicely with his new bleached blonde barnet.

    Follow Blazin' Saddles throughout the race on
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    About Blazin' Saddles

    Ever since he was bullied by his brothers into watching the Tour de France as an eight-year-old, Blazin" Saddles has been a cycling fanatic. As persistent as Voigt, as fast as Abdoujaparov, as voracious as Ullrich and as accurate as a Festina watch, Blazin' Saddles offers a lighter take on the oft-grave world of professional cycling. The self-styled best cycling-blog pedlar in the business, BS refutes sullied claims of doping levelled by his rivals: these nuggets are powered on Gerolsteiner fizzy water alone. Just ask BS's friend Bernhard Kohl for a reference.

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