I knew this guy was bad news when he dated one of the Olson twins.
What a turd and what a fucking way to finally put an end to this long nightmare. A man who tried to build his false temple on the notion of "living strong" and "fighting hard" and "never giving up"...simply gave up.
The worst part about the giving up strategy is that from now until the day he dies the spin on this is going to be, "I never tested positive for anything. Never. I just stopped believing in a sport that I previously thought was worth fighting for. My last tour win was in 2005...7 years is too long to continue defending something you've already won. In the end I never tested positive for anything. Never."
How does a guy from one of the flattest places on earth which is so flat the town's name MEANS flat (Plano, TX) win cycling races with stages in the Alps? Drugs...that's how. Drugs. Fuck you Lance. Fuck you and your shriveled, cancer ridden scrotum...