Aalen delivered proper street-fight mountain bike racing. The World Cup calendar around it did not.
Aalen delivered proper street-fight mountain bike racing. The World Cup calendar around it did not. · Photo: City Mountainbike
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Eliminator Just Finished Its World Cup In July. That Is Not A Calendar, It Is A Warning.

Mountain bike eliminator should be cycling’s easiest sell: short, brutal, urban, watchable. Instead, the 2026 World Cup has already packed up after three rounds, which tells you plenty about the sport’s talent for ignoring its own best ideas.

6 min readYellow Jersey Editorial

Cycling has spent the past decade trying to make itself more watchable, then somehow manages to fumble the discipline that already does half the job for it. Cross-country eliminator, XCE if you enjoy acronym soup, is mountain biking boiled down to violence and timing: four riders, a short urban course, elbows, stairs, gates, mistakes, and no time for your mate to wander off for a coffee.

And yet the 2026 UCI Mountain Bike Eliminator World Cup has already finished. Not in October. Not after a grand international tour. On 11 July, in Aalen, Germany, after three rounds. Sakarya on 14 June, Gdynia on 27 June, Aalen on 11 July. That was it. The Dushanbe opener, originally scheduled for 5 April, was postponed and then scrapped. São Paulo, due on 16 August, was cancelled. A World Cup became a long weekend with a passport stamp problem.

The racing was not the problem

Aalen was not some sad car-park criterium with a gazebo flapping into the timing tent. It looked and sounded like what cycling keeps pretending it wants to be. A roughly 700 metre city-centre course. Technical features. A steep start. Tight corners. Artificial obstacles. A long uphill drag to the line. Thousands of spectators. Live broadcast. Kids on course the day before. Forty-seven elite riders from the international mountain bike scene. In other words, an actual event, not just a race with fencing around it.

The results were tidy enough for the record books and messy enough for the highlight reel. Jakob Klemenčič won the men’s Aalen round and nicked the overall World Cup from fellow Slovenian Matic Kranjec Žagar, finishing on 245 points to Žagar’s 215, with Austria’s Theo Hauser third on 201. In the women’s race, Gaia Tormena took the Aalen win, while Ukraine’s Mariia Sukhopalova secured the overall with 270 points ahead of Marion Fromberger on 245 and Didi de Vries on 185.

XCE is not too obscure for cycling. Cycling is too lazy to sell something this simple.

That is the infuriating bit. Eliminator is not asking fans to understand aero socks, team radio etiquette, or why a bloke losing nine minutes is actually doing a noble job for his leader. First two advance. Last two are gone. Every heat has a beginning, middle and stupid decision. You can explain it to a non-cyclist before the gate drops. That alone should make the UCI chain itself to the format until broadcasters, cities and sponsors stop pretending they do not get it.

Jakob Klemenčič sealed the Aalen round and the 2026 overall title, a proper finale attached to a calendar that deserved more than three World Cup stops.
Jakob Klemenčič sealed the Aalen round and the 2026 overall title, a proper finale attached to a calendar that deserved more than three World Cup stops. · Photo: City Mountainbike

Stop pretending every mountain bike race needs a mountain

Mountain biking has a venue problem because it keeps trying to look expensive. Downhill needs elevation, infrastructure, uplift, safety crews, and a tolerance for weather that would make a road race director faint into his lanyard. XCO needs proper terrain and TV work that can follow riders through trees without making viewers seasick. Enduro is brilliant in person and a spreadsheet in broadcast form.

Eliminator is different. It can live in a city square, a waterfront precinct, a showground, a festival site, a university campus, a suburban criterium circuit with temporary features, or the bit of council-owned concrete everyone currently argues about on Facebook. You do not need the Alps. You need barriers, stairs, ramps, timing, medical, insurance, noise, and someone willing to tell the roadies that no, their local hotdog circuit is not the centre of the cycling universe.

That is why the shrinking 2026 World Cup calendar should annoy Australian cycling in particular. We have cities desperate for winter events, councils trying to justify active transport budgets, bike shops looking for reasons to drag people away from online carts, and a mountain bike scene that spends too much of its time begging for access while trail networks get treated like indulgent toys for people with dual-cab utes.

Australia should steal this format before someone else makes it boring

AusCycling has already got proper domestic mountain bike machinery ticking over. The 2026 XCO National Series ran across 10 rounds, the Downhill National Series across five, and the federation has been lining up expressions of interest for future national mountain bike events. Fine. Necessary. But none of that solves the visibility problem. Most Australians will not accidentally walk past an XCO round. They might absolutely walk past a four-up eliminator heat in Fed Square, South Bank, Adelaide’s riverbank, Newcastle, Cairns, Wollongong, or a repurposed crit venue with a DJ and a decent coffee van.

  • A race that makes sense in 20 seconds.
  • A course spectators can actually see without hiking boots.
  • A broadcast product made for clips, not just hardcore subscribers.
  • A pathway for BMX, MTB, cyclocross and punchy road riders to collide.
  • A shop-friendly spectacle where brands can demo tyres, brakes, helmets and protective gear without pretending everyone needs a 12 grand superbike.

The bike industry should be all over this. Not because XCE will sell a million dedicated eliminator bikes, it will not. Because it sells the feeling that bikes are fast, aggressive, useful, skilful and fun inside the same cities where the industry keeps trying to sell commuters e-bikes and gravel bikes. It is urban cycling without the lecture, mountain biking without the access war, and racing without the three-hour dead patch where commentators start discussing tyre logos.

A three-round World Cup is an admission, not a season

The polite version is that calendars are hard, host cities cost money, sponsorship is fragile, and not every discipline can be the Tour de France with mud on its shoes. All true. Also not good enough. If a discipline with city-centre courses, short heats, simple rules, mixed audience appeal and proven crowds cannot sustain more than three World Cup rounds, the issue is not the riders. It is the people selling the thing.

Aalen showed the product works. The crowd turned up. The riders delivered. The winners were credible. The pictures looked excellent. The format did not need a 40-minute explainer from a man in a federation blazer. Then the curtain came down before the European summer had even got properly sweaty.

That should embarrass cycling. Not in the usual moral-panic way, where we all pretend one cancelled race means civilisation is collapsing. It should embarrass cycling because XCE is exactly the sort of thing the sport claims to want: younger, sharper, urban, legible, sponsorable, and brutal enough to make a casual viewer stop scrolling.

So here is the stance: Australia should not wait for the UCI to rescue eliminator. We should nick the idea, run it loudly, make it local, and use it as the gateway drug for riders who will never care about a five-hour road stage or a remote XC loop. Put it next to a criterium. Put it inside a bike festival. Put it beside an e-bike demo day. Let juniors race it. Let shops build teams. Let the fast kids from BMX annoy the mountain bikers. Let the gravel heroes discover what happens when there is nowhere to hide.

The 2026 XCE World Cup ending in July is not proof the format is weak. It is proof cycling can be handed a good idea and still try to file it in the wrong drawer. Aalen gave the sport a glimpse of the thing it keeps saying it wants. Now someone needs to stop admiring the highlight reel and build a calendar worthy of it.