A few hours ago I was screaming and crying. Mark Cavendish had just won the World Championship Road Race in Copenhagen. I shouted so hard in the closing sprint that my wife said I went a funny colour. Then I started weeping with joy and the dog jumped on me and it was all bloody brilliant, apart from being a bit purple. Continue reading WORLD ROAD RACE 2011: THE SHOCKING TRANSFORMATION OF BRITISH CYCLING. HOW, WHY & WHAT IT MEANS.