I am so sick of all the doping allegations in professional cycling. Its become a soap opera, an unending, boring and pathetic one at that. How much can the average cycling enthusiast take? Unfortunately its not just the pros either, even weekend warriors are boosting their poop just so they can look good and get a piece of a $500 prize pool, mind you its at the expense of the riders racing clean. At least these ol' boys here are open and honest about it, heck, they're sharing the goods with their competitors and having a good time as well. Go figure. Riding together, holding each other up while they pass the good stuff around, wearing those trippy goggles like they are fixing to fly an airplane or weld something. Nobody is attacking one another, and they'll probably all stop at the next cafe and have a cappuccino together here in a bit, not even worried about who wins the stage. Look at those 2 flasks mounted to the handlebars, probably one filled with Wild Turkey and the other with Coke. On the far left you have what appears to be Fabian Cancellara's grandpa saying, "Come on man, stop bogart'en that thing and pass it.", but check out the guy back in the middle of the peloton craving attention, "Whoo hooo, look at me man, I'm number one!" Or maybe he is trying to tell the team car that he is out of
Wild Turkey and needs a fresh bidon. Man, what a good time. Wish I was there.
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