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Simon Yates wins in Turin and Carapaz snatches the leadership of the Giro d'Italia from Juanpe López

2022-05-21T17:46:00.108Z

The British cyclist prevails alone in the capital of Piedmont and the Ecuadorian, winner in 2019, is the new 'pink jersey'



and the humidity that rises from the welcoming and placid Po suffocates.

And the climbs that did not score points, that of the Parque de la Remembranza, where the Bora in full bursts the Giro, in that of the Parque del Nobile, where Simon Yates, cunning, crouching, launches himself to win a stage that is worth all 14 of the Giro, and Richard Carapaz dresses in pink.

Landa suffers, but does not break.

He gives 32s to the Ecuadorian.

He sits at 59s overall, fourth.

The Giro still has the hardest, they say, Dolomites and other monsters, even harder than the 3h and 43m around Turin scorched, at almost 40 per hour the best.

he launches to win a stage that is worth all 14 of the Giro, and Richard Carapaz dresses in pink.

Landa suffers, but does not break.

He yields 32s to the Ecuadorian.

He sits at 59s overall, fourth.

The Giro still has the hardest, they say, Dolomites and other monsters, even harder than the 3h and 43m around Turin scorched, at almost 40 per hour the best.

he launches to win a stage that is worth all 14 of the Giro, and Richard Carapaz dresses in pink.

Landa suffers, but does not break.

He yields 32s to the Ecuadorian.

He sits at 59s overall, fourth.

The Giro still has the hardest, they say, Dolomites and other monsters, even harder than the 3h and 43m around Turin scorched, at almost 40 per hour the best.

🤩 WHAT A STAGE!



🚴 Victory of many carats by Simon Yates



📺 In no time we start with #LaMontonera pic.twitter.com/R8amytXv5P

– Eurosport.es (@Eurosport_ES) May 21, 2022

At his feet, chasing the Ecuadorian who won the Giro del 19 allied with the cold, what remains of Giro, a gang of cyclists like him, apparently dying beings, but tough, who drag themselves in slow motion down slopes of 20 hundred, and, like Carapaz, eagerly grab the drums from the hands of the helpers in the gutters, which arrive with an ice pack attached, and the ice is placed on the back of the neck, held by the neck of the jersey, and with The drum waters the body, which gives off steam from the sauna.

They are a boil.

They looked at each other on the way out.

White Anglo-Saxons who did not know what to do with the sun that is a dagger, and envy those from the south, the Andeans, Lebrijanos, Sicilians, Lucanians, so dark, so loose, an entire existence forced to love the sun, but at 80 kilometers from the finish line,

"A very tough day," says Nibali, the Sicilian who has seen days of all colors and does not catch his breath after having been with the best until the end, and is proud of it, even though he could not go alone, like his soul demanded.

"We haven't stopped for a second.

It was even difficult, impossible, to feed, to hydrate.”

Juanpe endures with the dozen chosen ones, the strongest, Landa, Pello, Almeida, Nibali, Carapaz, Hindley, Kelderman who does not stop accelerating, and mutters curses from everyone, Buchmann, Pozzovivo, the great old man, unable to straighten an elbow, broken into a thousand pieces in one of his thousands of falls, but unable, too, to bend the knee, to surrender when the time comes, when the

“pazzesque” rhythm,

crazy, says the god of the German team's Basilicata and his all-destroy tactic, and places Hindley, his little Australian, second overall, 7s behind Carapaz.

The soul of Superga is not only the memory of the plane that crashed in 1949 with the Gran Torino soccer players, which before a Clint Eastwood Ford was a soccer team, nor the memory of Bahamontes winning a stage of the Giro del 58, it is also Juanpe alone, and his pink jersey open to the navel looking for oxygen in large mouthfuls, and pedaling like the sun, and it is also Valverde, who an unexpected attack, an infernal pace, have deprived him of the right to choose which Giro he wanted to do, and even so, at 42 years old, like Juanpe a few minutes ahead, he ascends alone, without giving up, without looking back, to his hump, to which those who like him, only seek to survive, cling.

The 12th of the stage arrives, 8m 4s from Yates, the most skillful, the freest, in the final kilometers, when a few, Nibali, Hindley, himself, have caught up with Carapaz in breakaway.

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