A little over 24 hours ago, Sam Watson received a call that would flip his summer plans on their head. He was at home, in Leeds, enjoying a few days off the bike after winning a British national title. Suddenly, his phone rang. How did he fancy going to the Tour de France?
“First of all, it’s a bit like, ‘Bloody hell, pinch me’ – a bit like I was dreaming. Then I ended the call and I was a little bit stressed I had to pack my suitcase and get to the airport,” he says. “It was a bit of a late call-up.”
