"during a rest day in the 1964 tour [de france], jacques anquetil stopped by a lamb roast organized by the local radio station in andorra. photos show him enjoying the lamb, which had been flavored with sangria. immediately after the start of the next stage, anquetil immediately became less festive. dropped on the first climb, the envalira pass, anquetil quickly lost time to other favorites. at the summit, he was more than 4 minutes behind his longtime rival raymond poulidor and spanish climber federico bahamontes, who passed on the lamb.... when [anquetil's] team car pulled up, team director raphael gaminiani grabbed a bottle of champagne--likely one reserved for a victory party--poured it into a water bottle and handed it to the fatigued rider, saying 'ca passe ou ca casse' ('this works or this kills' is bicycling's translation. i would've gone for 'it'll make you or break you,' myself). it worked. anquetil started riding better and eventually caught the front group."--from bicycling magazine's tour de france coverage. anquetil didn't just catch the front group, he went on to win. i yearn for the days when the best cyclists in the world trained on roast lamb and champagne. lance won this year's tour, by the way. but, like most americans, i could give a shit.  ¶ 4:30 PM