I am not a physically expressive man, but I am dancing now, let me tell you.
Cadel, who I have been following faithfully for years. Cadel, the man who always seems to almost, but not quite, have enough. Cadel, the man who never leads. Cadel, wheelsucker who doesn’t attack.
Cadel, who today attacked Cancellara, Valverde, Cunego, Sanchez and the rest and blew their fricken wheels off to take the World Road Championships.
I am a happy man.