Alberto Contador came 108 miles closer to winning his third Tour, no thanks to a bunch of of sheep who came out of fucking nowhere to dart across the road in front of the peloton.

Andy Schleck won the stage, but Contador's 8-second lead figures to be extended in Saturday's time trial. But sheep? Sheep care not for our human races. They exist solely to stumble dumbly into harm's way, blissfully unaware that they are one faulty brake away from being lamb chopped.

But riders slowed and swerved, and managed to weave through and around the flock without any crashes. Mutton wins again.


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