The radio, the radar screen, the tires to change on the fly, the code words, the workshop: we lived the eighth stop from the Polti team machine, and we tell you the race behind the race
On television, trust me, it is not clear. The eighth stage of the Giro, from Giulianova to Castelraimondo, at home looks like a fun transfer to the inside (“Massì, a stage for the escapes”) but seen by a flagship proves to be for what it is: a 197 -kilometer long tobogue, 4 hours and 44 of Russian mountains. The cyclists are alone with themselves and with their legs, for 150 kilometers the plain is a mirage and there is only climb and descent, ascent and descent. Who is not a phenomenon and is not in grace day, does what he can: struggle.