How perfect is the name Mona for the monthly sexapoolosa known as the CyclePassion calendar? April belongs to the Easter Bunny and tight vinyl and PVC gear.
The April time keeping is devoted exclusively to young German mountain-biker chick Mona Eberweiser. She wears a look of surprise, bemusement, a slight eye tilt to the Heavens searching for an answer.
Is Mona offering some prescient comment on the surprise of Johan Van Summeren winning Paris-Roubaix, the astonishing stupidity of Riccardo Ricco transfusing stale blood from his own fridge, the colossal folly of King McQuaid’s clueless and demeaning email to Jonathan Vaughters over the radio ban or her dreamy love for the powerful and all-conquering Philippe Gilbert?
Only Mona knows.