Where to start?
Lance Armstrong is planning on crying to Oprah Winfrey about how he really did dope up in order to be a winner. Puts a whole new meaning on the term “coming clean”, doesn’t it? Frankly, I don’t care. I never liked the guy. He always seemed a bit pretentious to me, even when humbled by disease. Admittedly, he did establish a charitable foundation, but since his outing in the doping scandal, it has suffered by extension.
And yesterday the voters for the Baseball Hall of Fame decided to not nominate any players. That’s the first time since 1996, and only the second time since 1960, I believe. Apparently, the spectre of performance-enhancing drugs reared its ugly head when Barry Bonds and Roger Clemens were nominated.
Frankly, I’m to the point of advocating the Chemical Olympics™*. Let them dope up and compete!!
What say y’all??
*Hat tip for the term goes to Hubby