Somewhere near the end of the Amstel Gold, Eddy Merckx rode up the Cauburg then was unceremoniously told to get off the course by an overzealous race official. Eddy simply obliged and then, once off, decided to take a small path up a grassy knoll instead of fighting his way through the crowd. As I snapped this photo, I shouted a classic cross "hup, hup, hup." When he reached the top, the Cannibal turned and gave me a smirk. I couldn't tell you if it was approval or annoyance.
Look out. Only the greatest cyclist of all time coming through.
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I got that same jersey passed off from a friend. She said it were a midriff on her. Shows off my muffin top, but damnit! I shall wear it with pride and a smirk.
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