[LE BILLET] Eyes even larger than the belly

A festive meal. A Sunday to thank the sky for being a sports journalist. As to thank management, we will wait for the risk premium for the wear and tear of the cornea, the tendonitis of the zapper and the cardiac arrhythmia caused by the overflow of emotions.

So it was Buffet at will! A small Paris marathon as an appetizer, then the resistance dish. Eight hours of a more spicy Paris Roubaix than a Scottish “Kismot Killer” with, to run, the famous Monegasque hole.

To run, nothing better than the Monegasque hole, jet set of the Norman hole.

This is the Norman jet set hole. Replace the Calva with vintage champagne of the Country Club of Monte-Carlo, and serve in the presence of Albert II and Carlos 1^is. New “Señor Météo” from the rock.

Invigorating to attack large tray the kilometers of cobblestones served bleeding by the Duo van der Poel – Pogacar to the triumph of the first, before quickly set sail to the south. A little exercise, it digests but it takes barely two seconds, remote control in hand, to swallow the 1000 kilometers which separate the Roubaix Velodrome from the Mayol stadium and a Toulouse – Toulouse served hot.

At the final whistle, natural selection sorted. Only remained the lords – and the singles – to add a good dose of Formula 1 from Bahrain, and two motorcycle fingers in Qatar.

At the edge of the overdose, it is then time to thank Ligue 1 and Dazn, the Laurel and Hardy of football on TV, to offer to finish with the Auxerre – Lyon poster. We did not take a dessert.