Despite the horrific Muur-ectomy, de Ronde van Vlaanderen somehow manages to produce a race. I guess monuments have a way of bringing out the best of those racing. As much as I hate the “riders make the race” saying, it definitely was the case in this edition. However, compared to the awesome might and spectacle of the de Muur-Kapelmuur, the current parcours is more a limp handshake than an angry Leeuw van Vlaanderen met raised clenched fist met lightning symbols shooting out of it.
Speaking of awesome might and spectacle, IT’S TIME VOOR GIFS.