Big story today in the ny times (click) about Lance Armstrong allegedly being the center of a massive conspiracy among the entire US Postal Service team to use drugs to win the Tour de France.
At this point I grow weary of the whole thing. Did Armstrong use drugs? He was never tested positive for them, but now we are told that past tests indicate something, but what, who knows?
And other riders say he did it because they did it. Well, OK, are there any riders who did not? George Hincapie says he did not, later on, but do we know he is telling the truth? Maybe he just got even better at it.
That seems to be the way it is — commercialization of all sports has pumped so much money into all sports that the risk of discovery is obviously one absolutely everyone is willing to take.
The few yahoos who don’t use drugs of some sort — ever notice how many althetes use asthma inhalers? — must be the little Lord Fontleroys of the circuits, regarded as quaint, showpieces for the media to say “here is an honest player,” coming in 3rd.
I quit caring years ago. Sports are an entertainment industry, nothing more. Any ideals about competing or Olympic Spirit or fair play are window dressing. If drugs make the sport more showy, they will be used, no two ways about it.
If sports leave trails of human wreckage in their wake — steroids destroyed bodies, concussed football players and the like — well, we’re only a few steps removed from the Roman games that involved people being killed. I suppose we should be glad of that, but the remove seems to be narrowing.
A pox on all their houses.