You are Sir Bradley Wiggins. You were treated like garbage last year by team Sky, chiefly the ignorant team manager Dave Brailsford. Your contract with Sky ends this year. You are given two options: Saxo-Tinkoff wants to give you a huge contract worth millions of dollars for your name to be associated with the team and to work solely as a domestique. At the same time, a smaller team (always in the showing of the Tour) offers you a far smaller contract to be the team leader. At the same time, Sky sends word to you that they are willing to sit down and discuss a new contract.