Speaking of going postal. The infamous ex-US Postal Cycling Team member Floyd Landis, seems to be digging himself a bigger hole. Not quite sure why it would seem like a good idea to admit to doping after you've sworn up and down for the last 4 years that you're innocent. Not only that, but that you doped, but 'I swear to God' not for the Tour de France. Yeah, we believe that... right. Oh, and don't forget everyone else was doing it too. A little desperate, don't you think? I believed with the best of them that he was innocent, but it's a little disheartening to find out that he lies like the best of them. But there seems to be a lot of that lately. It is a little hard to believe that people get bigger, stronger and faster than the last big, strong, fast guy without a little help; or even that they can compete with the newest biggest, strongest and fastest when you are well past your prime. Yet, I still have a little thread of sympathy for Floyd. I tend to believe in the inherent goodness of humanity (except when it slaps you in the face over and over as being otherwise). Maybe there is something purifying in coming clean. Who hasn't made mistakes? Well, now that you've hit bottom Floyd, the only way to go is up (unless you want to keep scraping the bottom, that is).
Stripped down to his skivies
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