The CFS-300s, just like Pierre Rolland, snuck up and attacked me on L’Alpe taking my feet along for the win. Do you like surprise winning?

IN A WORLD where tires cover wheels, there’s a champion. A champion tire for the eternal rouleur. Or, at least one that lasts close to an eternity, and doesn’t get flats. Does that champion exist?

As the inevitable post-TDF blues sets in while waiting for the inevitable post-TDF bombshell positive to drop, I’ve decided to wax lyrical.

Bits of history snapped and pimped for you pleasure. Almost like I’m on a photo-moto.

Though not exactly edible, the Lazer Genesis helmet is sweet Belgian stroopwafel PRO.

Legendary, infamous, yellow (pink in July), and continuously shouted at, Team ONCE earns a permanent spot on a shirt of Boredom.

Forced at syringe-point, The Pontificator begrudgingly produces words about this year’s Tour.

A beautifully conflicted, love-hate relationship of epic proportions has been born.

When you have to grip something for an extended time, strap these on for protection.

Now two weeks old, the grinta’s starting to stink.