thanks Levi. no seriously. really. thank you.
if only Garmin had followed the lead of OP-QS and decided not to renew the contract of their dopers we might, maybe, finally be getting somewhere. instead, good old Mr. Argyle welcomed them all back, and Dekker too, the unrepentant little lovely. but then, wait, didn’t i read somewhere that JV was a doper too?
surely not, because then how could he remain in the sport, managing riders and all that jazz? silly me.
ah, the sarcasm just isn’t cutting it. it’s not fulfilling in the usual way. and you know why? cos guys like Levi don’t deserve a cent of what they have, not a single medal in their trophy cabinet. he got busted finally because he was too scared about being someone’s bitch in jail and had finally to tell all. let us beat around the bush no more.
and then he trotted out the old excuse, ‘well they were all at it, and how does a good old American boy respond to that? why, OUTdoping the dopers, naturally…’
he said earlier today: “I sort of miss racing. I still love riding my bike.”
but you never rode your bike, amigo. you rode us. long and hard.
this movie, The Levi Effect, came out before he was exposed. well, that backfired, eh bud?
(great to hear Phil and Paul offering up excuses for Levi, too. ah, how sweet)