Let's start without him.

He's busy exchanging money with Seb Picay.

So in the meantime, I'm going to do an impression of him.

Stage eight, and we're into the Pyrenees,

as the riders take us all the way from Poe in the foothills of the Pyrenees,

all the way over four enormous categorized climbs

to the finish line of Paglia de Lucian.

Let's hear from that shouty bloat, Ned Bolting.

Today, Chris Frum is going to ride towards victory on stage 8,

the first big major mountain stage in the Pyrenees

where so often the man from Team Sky in the past has decided to make his make his claim to the yellow jersey in Paris and demoralize the rest of the opposition.

Normally it's on an uphill finish today. It's been on a descent in the most unimaginably unexpected but yet emphatic fashion.

Chris Froome is riding himself to a stage win

and the yellow jersey on stage eight.

Brilliant from Chris Frume,

brilliant from Team Sky who get everything right on the day.

Bosch, didn't see that one coming, did we?

Ennis.

No, no. Everyone's dander was up today, wasn't it?

It was a bit of a like a bit of a...

Do you want to fight? Do you want to fight kind of day?

And it wasn't really expecting it, I have to say.

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