Life on Track
“[…] And the Six Days.
In Montreal we rode in the hockey stadium, two straights and two commas as curves, we learned quickly, and who did not learn, flew away. The first night I see him again, De Lillo, flying over the tables. “
Giovanni “Vanni” Pettenella
No longer are the years when on Saturday evening on TV they aired the Maspes and Gaiardoni challenges. There is no more mythical aura that surrounded the big event on the track, but once you step inside a velodrome for a Six-Days, you will be fascinated. It is a concentrate of emotions, the continuous succession of races does not give you any pause, there is always something to see and experience. From the stands you have everything under control. You see the races and you see the athletes training, there are sprints and breaks, without missing a single detail. An attack, a stretch, sometimes even a fall, a contact a little ‘off the limit’. We experience the speed, almost physically, you see it in the athletes’ legs and just think about it afterwards how crazy it is as to generate it is the only leg strength. Then there are the races. There is the tactic and strategy, there is power and agility. The fastest races, the longest races. Great moments of concentration and great moments of excitement. You cannot get bored. Bicycles are the absolute stars, with their futuristic look, sharp as a sword blades, powerful and nervous as a wild horse, no brakes, unstoppable. And the track racers at the starting line, concentrated as hell, fatigue grimaces that change the face, because of such hard gear to push in the first meters. A world that has lost the spotlight, but that would deserve to find it again.