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As Mathieu van der Poel soloed his direction to triumph at the Visit through Flanders on Sunday, fueling towards Oudenaarde focusing on triumph, the gathering of Dutch or Belgian fans before me in the fan zone on the Oude Kwaremont pivoted and addressed me and my companions for not applauding vociferously enough for the new boss.
Perhaps it was the dismal climate or the reality we had been remaining in similar piece of Belgian swamp for three hours by this point, yet not a single one of us appeared to be especially captivated by Van der Poel’s third success at De Ronde, his third in only five releases, as a matter of fact. It was a truly great ride given everything, and possibly Van der Poel’s best triumph, however it didn’t fill us with the energy we desired.
It’s hard to clarify this degree of detachment for a legend being delegated before our eyes, and perhaps it is only our negativity, at the end of the day it seemed like Van der Poel was continuously going to win on Sunday, and this certainty felt a piece dull. The triumphant edge was just barely more than a moment eventually, however it seemed like there was a yawning gap between the Dutchman and every other person. A gap which caused the competition to feel a piece exhausting eventually, regardless of the incredible climate.
Last year, when we were remained in the very same spot doing the very same thing, Tadej Pogačar’s triumph happened directly before our eyes, and felt unique, conceivably on the grounds that until the point he sent off his triumphant assault, it actually wasn’t totally certain that the Slovenian could win this Landmark.
We definitely knew Van der Poel had the ability to win Flanders, yet with Pogačar not present, and with Wout van Aert out with a physical issue supported at Dwars entryway Vlaanderen last week, the field was deficient with regards to a logical challenger to forestall the Dutchman’s triumph. It felt unavoidable. Add the way that different competitors like Mads Perdersen and his Lidl-Trip crew were hampered after similar Works of art characterizing crash, and Van der Poel had it all his own particular manner.
Watching the best on the planet carry out of Antwerp on Sunday morning, it seemed like he planned to win. As others battled in the sloppy circumstances on the Koppenberg and Paterberg, it seemed like he planned to win. Thus he did.
No part of this is in any capacity terrible, and it is demonstration of how great – possibly extraordinary – a rider Van der Poel is, one that has now won five Landmarks, yet it doesn’t make for exciting game, one which enchants. It was anything but a simple win using any and all means, yet there was no extraordinary fight in the current year’s men’s race. This is the same old thing, obviously, and is imitated in stage dashing right now by both Pogačar and Jonas Vingegaard, yet not so much certainty but rather more of a challenge would be extremely welcome.
