Wednesday, July 25, 2007

This is my sport.....

Time for a rant of small proportions. Finishing my second decade racing bicycles feels just like the finishing the first. Disappointing. Not because of injury this time. Although, I was injured. Its the lifeless state of professional cycling that has left me limp.

Pro cycling is just like any other professional sport. It is filled with deceit, payoffs, deals and collusion. Not just from the direction of the riders, but from every direction. Directors long past their prime running the 'show' behind the wheel of a clutchless Fiat, operate in the same suspect manner as they did as riders. With reckless abandon. These pretenders of the sport claim to know nothing when riders are caught for doping, and wipe their hands of the talent when only a shadow of doubt appears. If I was their employer they would certainly be fired for poor management of the riders. What industry in the world would stand for such incompetance. Promoters look to extract every last cent from sponsors pockets then they choke on the pocket lint when they get too deep. They post blame in every direction but themselves when the events of their promotions fall short of their perdictions. Pour you. Come up with a better idea than excluding people because you don't like their sponsor or somebody pointed a finger at them. They run by old rule, that if it floats, it must be a witch. Somebody save us! Scienticfic studies based on hocus pocus stand as law, and the labs that police these laws take cash (from any direction that will give it) under the table to manipulate the results and destroy lives leaving every result positive or negative as suspect. Not to mention, that if these labs operated in any other part of the scientific community with a whiteout pen in their hands they would be destroyed by their peers. In no other part of this community would it be acceptable for the same lab scientist to test both the A and B sample of a study. Why is it okay in these cases?

How do I know that my claims are true. Simple, if a rider conspires to cheat, then so does his director, his sponsor, the promoter of the race he enters, the newspaper who writes about them, their governing union and the scientific lab the manipulates his blood. It is not possible that just one part of the equation is guilty. Why? Money. The result of this mess.....so far so good. More people seem to watch this stupid soap opera with increasing addiction than ever before. Like vulchers waiting for the first sign of the next riders demise. Sponsors stick around, and only a few bail out. Why? Money. Its so bad for sport, but advertisers realise the cost effectiveness of cycling. It reaches so many people so much more effectively than any other platform. Why leave when the ratings are up, and everyone is preaching for reform. Reform of the dirtiest sport on the planet. On the planet? Nope. Its just the most visible. Why? Because the vampires of the sport stick prod and hold out wiz cups for every 20 year old that happens by. Unlike high dollar sports in the US these riders are tightly policed. But, this kids don't police big brother, and thats a huge problem. Little do these kids know (because generally speaking they skip college to goto the show) they have the right to pee in two cups, seal both with a witness and have a neutral third party hold onto his own sample for a later date. It is after all his piss. Why has someone not developed a company that does just that for atheles? An independent company that manages athletes DNA, blood/urine or what ever fuild required these days to prove ones innocence would makes sense. Anyone want to fund an idea?

I did not start out as a cyclist. I cut my teeth in a 50 meter swim pool for a decade and a half. As a kid, I dreamed of going to the Olympics. What can I say, it was just a dream. I was the child prodigy that didn't prodig. I never thought about money. I didn't care about it. To me that didn't have anything to do with what was important. Winning was great. I did alot of it, but it was always about the battle of competition. I like the process of training, and the percievable progress that a well developed program delievered. Some bang their head against the wall because it feels good when they stop. I do it because I like the way it feels. But, back to the Olympics...what happened? They went PRO. Screw pro. I am not impressed with so pro attitudes when a guy can barely beat me in a local race with busted ribs and a broken wrist. Not to mention the 50 hour a week job that allows me about 10 hours a week of training.

Some say that they would do anything to win. Others will do anything humanly possible to do their best in pursuit of a win, but they won't cheat. So, go jam a needle in your ass, make fools of us, rocket up a climb, win it all and tell us how badass you are at the finish. And, next time you get beat by some random ameteur on the day of his life realise you suck.

This is my sport. I live here. You are just passing through, so make it quick. Your retirement is eagarly awaited.

Friday, July 20, 2007

TT not me

I twice followed Dave Wenger and Eric Walters in a National TTT Championship. We placed well. I blacked out both times. At least I remember coming too twice.

I swore I would never, ever do another time trial at 100% effort again. Those two days behind those great TT riders were two of the longest and most painful of my life. But, for some reason, in the absolutely terrible fitness I have right now, I am thinking the MO State TT is in my sights. If you are interested in a good laugh look up my time, and whether or not I DNF'd once the times are posted.
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