It seems that after many years another Italian biker, Vincenzo Nibali, is about to win the “Tour de France“, very likely the most important cycling race in the world. I’m very happy for the national prestige, however, as far as I am concerned, sport recently has lost that fascination it used to have. Medicines, doping, scientific studies have despoiled the athletes of that romantic, magic aura, that gave them the traits of demigods born to test and break human limits. Nowadays when you see a record crashed, you cannot help but wonder: did he deserve it or did he have a “little” help?
Gino Bartali ‘s only doping was good food and a bottle of Chianti. “Ginettaccio“, as he was called, was born in Ponte Elma, near Florence, in 1914 and very soon developed a great passion for cycling . In the thirties…
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