Vijf Rondes van Frankrijk, five Giros, three World Championships, a Vuelta, a legendary world hour record in Mexico and a whole bunch of classics: Between 1967 and 1975 Eddy Merckx won everything there was to win, and left his competitors behind. In less than a decade he grew into the ultimate icon of cycling, nicknamed ‘the cannibal’. But the more he won, the more the admiration turned into division. How do you keep cycling when adoration gives way to hatred?