Just think, people have been watching this for like over 9,000 weeks already, and finally they get some action. Yeah, there's the usual "He was doping! No, you're doping!" crap going on, but damn... keep your eyes on the road. Dope.
Second of all, that yellow jersey. I know you all are in France, and personal hygiene got stuck in le Customs, but let's be real here, can we just not use the same jersey for whoever happens to be winning? By the end of the race, it's a race to not wear it. le Pew!
Third, how hard do you have to get hit by a car to get X-rays? That's some Marvel Comics shiat right there. I bet that guy's all flyin' around right now, lookin' through stuff. Jealous.
Damn, I just saw there's ten more stages to go. People are gonna have to lose some limbs or get caught smoking Barry Bonds' dried out adreno-glands to top this.
This viking-guy named Kurt-Asle Arvesen won the 11th stage, and probably swings a mean two-handed axe. Just sayin'.