Whatever he is on, others are on. What exactly, who knows. They were never able to catch lying shitbag media darling Lance Armstrong, but he, like all cyclists in the modern era, obviously abuses EPO or some variation thereof; I know because he won the Tour de France in the modern era. This is his drug tests failure. Ditto all sprinters and their records.
I only criticize athletes not for lying (they don't want to go to jail or face seeing their wins repealed like anybody would, and nearly everyone they compete against are all dopers too, so prosecution is utter hypocrisy) but for being asses about lying (see: Shitbag Lance Armstrong and jack ass Michael Johnson, damning other athletes for getting caught using drugs when they merely didn't get caught, and in Lance's case, the whole time playing up his role as media darling; suing people for telling the truth about his drug use; and the whole time treating good women like dirt, according to multiple sources. Okay, that last little tidbit was unnecessary, but I can't help it, I hate the guy...)
A lot of hate for a guy you don't know? Or perhaps you do, and had a run in with him?
Lance was very supportive of my good friend who died last year of liver cancer. My friend was originally diagnosed with esophageal cancer and managed to be cured by an experimental treatment in Houston. He was 55 at the time.
When he became better, he did some things he had been dreaming of doing for years, like running a marathon (the Houston marathon), an Ironman (he did lake Placid) and he always wanted to ride his bike across the US. As luck would have it, he was chosen to ride the Bristol Myers Tour of Hope, a cycling team relay across the US. Lance Armstrong was a big part of that. On the next to last leg of the ride, Lance joined my friend for a very rainy ride in Maryland. Lance lead most of the 100 miles, but at one point turned to my friend and asked if he wanted to lead. My friend said no, that he was just proud to be able to tell his buddies that he "drafted" Lance Armstrong for 100 miles. Lance replied "Don't you want to tell your pals that Lance Armstrong had to draft YOU" and started laughing. So my friend took the lead.
About a year after that, my friend developed liver cancer and died about 6 months later. At a memorial ceremony, his two sons were surprised given a signed yellow Tour de France jersey from Lance (through a spokesman for the Tour of Hope).
Another 6 months later, Lance made arrangements for my friend's widow to meet with our congressman and lobby for cancer research funds. She later told me that he took care of everything there, and pretty much stayed out of the spotlight.
Oh yeah, he's some shit bag.
