DEAR GIRO D’ITALIA SPECTATOR
I understand and appreciate that many of you have made a great deal of sacrifices in order to attend the 2013 Giro. Some of you have taken time off work. Many of you have driven from very far away. Simply put, spectating, like everything else in life, takes time and money. And so when you’ve put a lot of planning and effort into your big Giro day, getting parked, getting refreshed, bringing the right type of clothing, remembering to pack sun screen!, and/or a rain jacket!, walking 500 meters, maybe even 2+km, hiking up a big-ass hill (thank God for those refreshments!), etc., the last thing you want is for some guy you don’t know from Adam to roll up like a big shot in his red cloth-paper vest and camouflage baseball cap and fancy, expensive cameras (I know what you’re thinking, you’re thinking you’ve got an expensive and fancy camera too!) and stand right in front of you! Who does this guy think he is?!?! And wait, what’s this, he doesn’t even speak Italian!?
But please Giro spectators, before you shout at him in a language he doesn’t understand, before you tug and pull on his already uncomfortable (and ridiculous!) paper-cloth vest, before you motion at him over and over and over and over and over again to squat below the top-edge of the barricade your leaning against, consider how long it is before the racers arrive. Think about what it would be like to kneel in a puddle for forty minutes, so that you (Giro Spectator) may stare at an empty road. Plus, I P R O M I S E that I will squat well below your eye line and your Digital P&Ss, and your Rebels, and your smart phones, and your 5000mm zooms just as soon as the actual race comes to town. For more information about the Race Preamble see below.