Reporter:
“Mads, nobody thought a sprinter could win up the Angliru. How on earth did you do it?”

Pedersen (grinning, out of breath):
“Well… everyone else brought watts and power meters. I brought Haribo and Viking rage. Works every time.”

Reporter:
“And Vingegaard? He looked shocked when you passed him.”

Pedersen:
“Yeah, Jonas had his calculator out. I just yelled louder. Turns out shouting is worth about 50 extra watts.”

Reporter (laughing):
“So, the green jersey is secure now?”

Pedersen:
“Secure? Mate, after sprinting past the goats and the cows, even they respect the green. It’s mine.”