‘Rivers of Babylon’ by the Melodians, now there’s a tune to fold jerseys by — until the guy in the cabin next door hops on his rollers, that is. And there was me looking for some peace on a Saturday morning — a split day today with afternoon and evening sessions at the Copenhagen Six Day.
We don’t like double sessions, neither do the riders, but like the song says; ‘That’s just the way it is.’
Last night wasn’t a bad one…
‘I think I did pretty well, there!’ says Shane — the only problem is that he’s talking about the rolling presentation.
If day one was all about those opening 400 laps of pain, day two was back to the more usual mix of events.
But before we go into that we need a bit of gossip — the 400 lapper last night went to Iljo Keisse/Marc Hester on a photo finish.
But a ‘certain Belgian mechanic’ has in his possession images which quite clearly show Michael Mørkøv crossing the line maybe 20 mm ahead of the Belgian, however I’m forbidden to reproduce said picture.
Those Belgians stick together.
Franco has been hoovering up the big bottles of wine which are on offer as primes in the sprint series — that’s the thing with the man – the motivation has to be right.
There are sprinters here, this year we’ve seen the cream of the French, Dutch and German crops at Grenoble, Rotterdam and Berlin, respectively.
Which means that watching guys in their 40’s riding times outside 11 seconds isn’t that inspiring — but there’s a ‘mature’ Italian gentleman riding who is tactically very astute, he’s not bad to watch.
The Devil, and Michael gives Danny Stam no retirement gifts, jumping him and winning by half a lap.
The first chase is a potato job; but quite watchable — Barth/Blaha win.
I have a chat with Andreas Müller about the two hour chase on night one and say that there were a few guys wasted; ‘Yes! I saw them!’ replies Andreas.
The Derny is where I push Michael off, and he finishes the job nicely. I trot round with the hat and towel to the finish line for the presentation for a second time.
The masters’ sprinters go up again and Shane isn’t impressed with the times; ‘I go way faster than that in the middle of an omnium!’