"FLandis" and the end of Pro Cycling

What interest is there, really, in watching doped athletes compete? I go out there and crank the pedals on nothing more than energy gels and Clif bars. I know it was perhaps Floyd’s last chance to make a name before the hip surgery and try to cement a future with Phonak (or elsewhere), but it’s just depressing.

Beer and Whiskey? At least he isn’t arguing that there’s a vanishing twin (yet). If this all goes the Tyler Hamilton way, I’ll find myself questioning whether I even want to watch professional cycling anymore. It’s such a shame, as I felt that professional cycling was just starting to catch on here in the States. The ride on Stage 17 was heroic, but if it was artificially-enhanced, it’s just a contrivance.

Now, perhaps there is some reason to explain it all away, but I’m pretty down on professional cycling as of now.

Still up on amateur (my own) cycling.