But, it appears that the years Lance spent associating with the
gay boys finally rubbed off on him because he *came out* when
he declared his doping guilt on the Oprah show. It doesn't get
much gayer than that. Oh, how the once-mighty have fallen!
Thumbing through a racing mag years ago, and saw how Lance would measure
out on a scale, like grapenuts, and I actually thought that was how he
did it. I see Tiger is back on the steroids, but his fans want to be
fooled, I was scammed and I say never again. It ruined baseball also,
never watch a game and I could care less who wins.
> Thumbing through a racing mag years ago, and saw how Lance would measure
> out on a scale, like grapenuts, and I actually thought that was how he
> did it. ?I see Tiger is back on the steroids, but his fans want to be
> fooled, I was scammed and I say never again. ?It ruined baseball also,
> never watch a game and I could care less who wins.
| Yes it's quite sad that Lance played the cycling this joke on the
| cycling community for all these years. I still following racing
Yes, many riders/supporters/general-cycling-fans are somewhat
And not because of the doping which I've known all my cycling
life stretching back almost 70 years now.
It's because of all the hoopla and "pretended surprise and
indignation" that is accorded to doping in the press.
Anyone with any reasonably close connection to the major, or
even minor elite class races knew it was going on.
Directeurs sportif would commonly and frequently demand of their
riders, "Se-Soignez-vous" [<<Are you looking after yourself>> -
Translation into true meaning = "Are you charging up?"]
And here I'll give you (without prejudice or naming the rider who
is now long gone to the big Grand Tour in the sky) my first direct
knowledge of doping. We'd discussed it on club runs and chain
gangs, but it was mostly anecdotal and speculatory.
It was the National Championship Hill Climb. It was on Mam Tor
again that year, a *** of a climb.
They'd seeded the riders out and my friend who was a couple of
years older than I was was first year senior - I had 2 more
junior years left. Anyway, as my friend had been expected to be
fastest up the mountain he started last and, to blow my own horn for
a moment, I started next to last having beeen predicted to have
second best time although still a junior.
As it developed, I passed five struggling riders on the way up
and was hopeful of holding off my friend. But it wasn't to
be. He caught me with about 500 reasonably flat meters to go - if
any of that climb can be called "flat".
My friend turned right around and went back down to the start
whilst I hung on with the timekeeper until the last rider came in.
I was pretty chuffed - any junior who could hold my friend to one
minute plus the few seconds he put into me in the last few meters
was as shoo-in to win the Junior title, right?
However, arriving eventually down at the start and after they'd
calculated the times, my friend was laughing. He said "I won but
you didn't, and not only that, I didn't have the fastest time."
Asking him to "come again" in plain English, he intimated that an
early starting junior had clocked best time and that whilst he was
fastest senior, I was only second fastest junior.
Enquiring as to how a rider that nobody (nationally anyway) had
ever heard of, nor ever did again, could beat us up that
mountain, my friend said "Amphetamines, I didn't take any
because I didn't think I needed any, but it looks like I did."
Later he slipped me an envelope saying "30 milligrams just before
you need it, OK? - You can buy the stuff over the counter no
questions asked in any War Suplus shop" (The Govvy were still
ridding themselves of War Surlus - Made my first short wave
transmitter-receiver out of junk from "War Surplu - a QRP rig if
Fly your Flag
> wtf ??
>> wtf ??
>It's a figure of speech. It means to praise one's self. Think of the
>brass herald that preceded the entrance of someone important, e.g.,
>royalty. To blow your own horn is to herald your own importance.
>>> wtf ??
>> It's a figure of speech. It means to praise one's self. Think of
>> the brass herald that preceded the entrance of someone important,
>> e.g., royalty. To blow your own horn is to herald your own
> In BrE it's "blow your own trumpet".