<div style="text-align:start; -webkit-text-stroke-width:0px"><span style="font-size:12px"><span style="caret-color:#000000"><span style="color:#000000"><span style="font-style:normal"><span style="font-variant-caps:normal"><span style="font-weight:normal"><span style="letter-spacing:normal"><span style="orphans:auto"><span style="text-transform:none"><span style="white-space:normal"><span style="widows:auto"><span style="word-spacing:0px"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust:auto"><span style="text-decoration:none"><span style="font-family:Helvetica"><b>La Vuelta Espana</b><br />
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La Vuelta Espana, the final grand tour of the calendar. One more chance of glory for some, a last shot at redemption for others, and a matter of honour for the Spanish. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size:12px"><span style="caret-color:#000000"><span style="color:#000000"><span style="font-style:normal"><span style="font-variant-caps:normal"><span style="font-weight:normal"><span style="letter-spacing:normal"><span style="orphans:auto"><span style="text-transform:none"><span style="white-space:normal"><span style="widows:auto"><span style="word-spacing:0px"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust:auto"><span style="text-decoration:none"><span style="font-family:Helvetica">On the morning of stage 17, in 2012, the morning papers declared Alberto Contador's Vuelta challenge over. His late season legs lacked pep, his rivals too strong. He had run out of road. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size:12px"><span style="caret-color:#000000"><span style="color:#000000"><span style="font-style:normal"><span style="font-variant-caps:normal"><span style="font-weight:normal"><span style="letter-spacing:normal"><span style="orphans:auto"><span style="text-transform:none"><span style="white-space:normal"><span style="widows:auto"><span style="word-spacing:0px"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust:auto"><span style="text-decoration:none"><span style="font-family:Helvetica">But Contador failed to read the script, and broke away from the field with over 50km to go of the scorching, rolling stage to Fuente De. A suicidal move. As his gap stretched, panic spread, and one by one his rivals crumbled in the face of his attack. El Pistolero took aim and achieved the impossible, soloing to his greatest victory.<br />
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<b>Le Tour de France</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<div><span style="font-size:12px"><span style="caret-color:#000000"><span style="color:#000000"><span style="font-style:normal"><span style="font-variant-caps:normal"><span style="font-weight:normal"><span style="letter-spacing:normal"><span style="orphans:auto"><span style="text-transform:none"><span style="white-space:normal"><span style="widows:auto"><span style="word-spacing:0px"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust:auto"><span style="text-decoration:none"><span style="font-family:Helvetica"><span style="word-wrap:break-word"><span style="-webkit-nbsp-mode:space"><span style="line-break:after-white-space">The Tour, the greatest race of them all. For years the Tour was a closed book to the rest of the world, ‘old Europe’ jealously guarding its treasures. But then a blond-haired, blued-eyed boy from Colorado arrived, full of talent, ambition and fresh ideas.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<div><span style="font-size:12px"><span style="caret-color:#000000"><span style="color:#000000"><span style="font-style:normal"><span style="font-variant-caps:normal"><span style="font-weight:normal"><span style="letter-spacing:normal"><span style="orphans:auto"><span style="text-transform:none"><span style="white-space:normal"><span style="widows:auto"><span style="word-spacing:0px"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust:auto"><span style="text-decoration:none"><span style="font-family:Helvetica"><span style="word-wrap:break-word"><span style="-webkit-nbsp-mode:space"><span style="line-break:after-white-space">Little did Greg Lemond know that the toughest guardian of all rode for his own team. Bernard Hinault, ‘the Badger’ was not prepared to let his teammate into the Tour’s inner sanctum without a fight. Throughout the turbulent, testy Tour of 1986 he attacked Lemond at every opportunity, finally succumbing to his younger rival as they crossed the Col d’Izoard on Stage 17. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<div><span style="font-size:12px"><span style="caret-color:#000000"><span style="color:#000000"><span style="font-style:normal"><span style="font-variant-caps:normal"><span style="font-weight:normal"><span style="letter-spacing:normal"><span style="orphans:auto"><span style="text-transform:none"><span style="white-space:normal"><span style="widows:auto"><span style="word-spacing:0px"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust:auto"><span style="text-decoration:none"><span style="font-family:Helvetica"><span style="word-wrap:break-word"><span style="-webkit-nbsp-mode:space"><span style="line-break:after-white-space">The Badger was slain, and a new, global era of cycling was born.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<div><span style="font-size:12px"><span style="caret-color:#000000"><span style="color:#000000"><span style="font-style:normal"><span style="font-variant-caps:normal"><span style="font-weight:normal"><span style="letter-spacing:normal"><span style="orphans:auto"><span style="text-transform:none"><span style="white-space:normal"><span style="widows:auto"><span style="word-spacing:0px"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust:auto"><span style="text-decoration:none"><span style="font-family:Helvetica"><span style="word-wrap:break-word"><span style="-webkit-nbsp-mode:space"><span style="line-break:after-white-space"><b>Il Giro d’Italia</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<div><span style="font-size:12px"><span style="caret-color:#000000"><span style="color:#000000"><span style="font-style:normal"><span style="font-variant-caps:normal"><span style="font-weight:normal"><span style="letter-spacing:normal"><span style="orphans:auto"><span style="text-transform:none"><span style="white-space:normal"><span style="widows:auto"><span style="word-spacing:0px"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust:auto"><span style="text-decoration:none"><span style="font-family:Helvetica"><span style="word-wrap:break-word"><span style="-webkit-nbsp-mode:space"><span style="line-break:after-white-space">The first grand tour of the year, and for many the most beautiful, as the peloton rolls through the Italian spring. But the Giro has teeth, and as the race hits the high mountains the riders are at the mercy of the fickle weather. Over the years some of the most memorable stages of the Giro have been defined not by springtime and sunshine, but by suffering and snow.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<div><span style="font-size:12px"><span style="caret-color:#000000"><span style="color:#000000"><span style="font-style:normal"><span style="font-variant-caps:normal"><span style="font-weight:normal"><span style="letter-spacing:normal"><span style="orphans:auto"><span style="text-transform:none"><span style="white-space:normal"><span style="widows:auto"><span style="word-spacing:0px"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust:auto"><span style="text-decoration:none"><span style="font-family:Helvetica"><span style="word-wrap:break-word"><span style="-webkit-nbsp-mode:space"><span style="line-break:after-white-space">On a day of high drama in 2016, Vincenzo Nibali kickstarted one of the great grand tour comebacks. Minutes down, ill, and suffering, he started Stage 19 with his hopes in tatters. But as the riders raced through the snowbanks, he came alive, attacking relentlessly and dragging himself back into contention. He would not end the day in pink, but his rivals knew they were beaten.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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