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KEVIN MCCALLUM: Time comes when you need grease of peace on the elbow
After the crash, came the screaming. Not from Mark Cavendish, who went down hard. Not from John Degenkolb, who rode over Cavendish’s helmet. Not from Ben Swift, who hit Cavendish’s back wheel. Not from any of those three who crashed. Not from Peter Sagan, who stands accused of causing the crash. Nay. It was the rest who fought. The ones standing at the bar spoiling for a rumble. Desperate souls pouring anxiously to be heard by anyone, someone. It was they who rolled into the screaming, hissy storm with a snarl, setting up Cav and Sagz camps, firing hollow points, launching ICBMs, hurling rocks and stones. Few came to a middle ground. Robbie McEwen, commentating on the Tour, wasn’t sure, and somewhere in between his musings on the crash, he found some truth. It was a racing incident, much of a muchness. It happened. Accidents happen. No. Wait. Sagan moved across and put Cavendish in the barriers. He deserves to be disqualified. Sagan’s elbow was out too far, said McEwen, but that cam...
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