Anthony Tan wants to know: Have you been watching the Commonwealth Games with interest - or is it nothing more than a welcome distraction from the bad news stories of the week, and if you had something better to do, you'd turn off the tele without a moment's notice? In part, he wants to know because four years from now, like it or not, the 'Comm Games' be returning to our own backyard...
Correct me if I'm wrong, but there seems to be a tangible sense of ambivalence about the Commonwealth Games - at least as far as cycling is concerned, anyway.
It shouldn't be this way.
The Commonwealth Games mountain biking medals are to be decided in Scotland tonight and the Aussies are in with a best ever chance, writes Joe Ward
While some purveyors of snark ask "how is the Commonwealth Games still a thing", (looking at you John Oliver!) it's still a competition that throws up close and exciting racing albeit without the presence of notable European countries, most of Asia and the Americans.
The Games are important precisely because the fields aren't so stacked, which gives athletes of varying ability the confidence and self belief to aspire to excellence without the weight of expectation that they might just be making up the numbers? An example of which might be men's marathon winner Michael Shelley who not only beat some of the worlds best, the East African runners, but recorded a new personal best at Glasgow only days ago.
Another Tour de France is done and dusted and all that’s left is for fans and pundits alike to dissect the race and give it some context, writes Philip Gomes.
So what was the 2014 Tour all about? What can we take away from it? Was it any good? My take is that while there was a lot to enjoy, this race was not as good competitively as the Giro d’Italia, but your mileage may vary.
The mountains classification battle was interesting until the final week, but the general and points classifications were settled early on. That said, it allowed us to focus on other riders and their incredible performances, like the heartbreaking metres-only loss by Kiwi Jack Bauer to Alexander Kristoff.
I have a very, very good job, and I am very, very fortunate to do it, but it does have one caveat.
It’s not a frustration or a complaint, just something that should be a sort of disclaimer to those watching on from afar that have a slightly romanticised vision of what covering the Tour de France amounts to. Behind the curtain if you will.
Let me take you to the top of the Col du Tourmalet, Stage 18, the final day in the Pyrenees. My cousin, Anna, had messaged to say she was going to be in the Pyrenees, and that if she’d make it to any Tour stage, she’d be making it to the 18th. She wanted to be on the Tourmalet.
The Tour de France can seem such an overwhelmingly physical endeavour, and it is, but that's not to say the mind is bereft in a race like this. More often that not, in fact, it's the very thing that separates winning from losing, writes Anthony Tan.
Let's, for a moment, take away all the fawning, flattery and waxing lyrical we've seen and heard over the performances of Michael Rogers and Vincenzo Nibali in recent days at the Tour and drill down what they said - because when translated into everyday vernacular, it says quite a lot.
Rogers, Stage 16: "I knew that once I got to the bottom of the last climb (of the Port de Balès), then the race began for me."