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Pogačar and Vingegaard are racing more like each other

Pogačar and Vingegaard are racing more like each other

Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.

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If imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, then Tadej Pogačar and Jonas Vingegaard are quietly paying each other the highest compliment.

The gap between the two Tour de France favorites opened achingly slowly on Rampe Saint Hilaire. Vingegaard looked back. He always knew he'd be chasing today. Did he still have a teammate back there? Could he dial back his suffering, just a bit, and wait for help? No, he could not. He put his head down, hauled himself back to his rival's wheel, and showed us he doesn't intend to let anything go this week. The gap closed. Back together again.

The start of this Tour has not only been chaotic, as the Tour often starts chaotically, but sharp, purposeful, and tactically interesting. We've seen GC action before the first time trial, on climbs that take no more than a few minutes. We’ve seen aggressive intent on punchy finishes, risk-taking in crosswinds, and real efforts to shape the race every single day, from both major teams.

What we’re watching isn’t just riders improvising. It’s two of the best in the world adapting to each other, poking and prodding before they ever get to the terrain that will truly decide this Tour. We’re watching two plans, put in place weeks ago, playing out in real time. And we're watching two riders, quite different in approach and style and skillset, start to meet in the middle. Because they're so different, working on their weaknesses makes them more like the other.

Tadej Pogačar looks more measured. Jonas Vingegaard, a lot more aggressive. The result is a Tour that feels tighter, more dynamic, and more unpredictable. 

On stage 2, into Boulogne-sur-Mer, a finale made for Classics men, Vingegaard hit out with 5 km remaining. While cooling down later as reporters interviewed his director, Grischa Niermann, Vingegaard shouted that he did it "just for fun." Niermann concurred. "I just think he felt good," Niermann said. "I mean, he didn't go anywhere, but he did it for fun."

That sounds a lot like something Pogačar would do.

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