Mastering the obvious: LA Times publishes a semi-heretical article that gives the barest, sketchiest outline of what has been cycling's open secret for 100 years: drugs are at least as old as the TdF. Duh. Funny how the cycling press almost never takes cognizance of the obvious.
Here's how to have a drug-free Tour de France:
1) Build a time machine and go back to 1904 and take away all the coca leaves in the peloton.
2) go back to the 1920s and take away all the cocaine. How hard could that be?
3) go back to the 1960s and take the syringe full of methamphetamine out of Eddy Merckx's ass.
Failing that, we could all take a lesson from the only good movie ever made a about cycling:
"Everybody cheats, I just didn't know"
"Well, now you know."
Dang that young Dennis Quaid was cute in 1979.
Then again, so was I.
But back to the subject of tonight's rant: Shall I follow up with my considered opinion about the role of the yellow card in the World Cup? Same dance, different tune.
Posted by: meg | 05 July 2006 at 01:17
rage away, as they say.
I find it unfortunate that the LAT piece uses David Walsh as its authority - Walsh has a personal vendetta against cycling and Armstrong in particular.
Posted by: vemos | 05 July 2006 at 09:20
Did you see Eddie Merckxxx this morning ranting about how women tennis players are pansies and couldn't get up the Alpe d'Huez for love or money? Cracked my shit right up.
Posted by: meg | 05 July 2006 at 10:32
that's just silly. i mean, i doubt roger federer could get up l'Alpe either. . . fitness is so sport-specific.
Posted by: vemos | 05 July 2006 at 11:52