The Myth of the Doped Peloton

Everyone doped?  Seems like a bit of a broad brush to me.  Reading admission statements from dopers, it seems like almost the entire peloton was jacked on something or other.  Listening to clean riders, you […]

The Confession Koan: a riddle, a puzzle, a soap opera

So Lance confessed. Only not officially. At least probably not yet. Do we need more? Only Lance’s most fevered core believed he was innocent, and that group is probably so small that they number fewer […]

The Boxer. And His Buddies.

I was riding home through The Bronx yesterday. Just before I exited the borough, I turned right off of Kingsbridge onto Terrace View Avenue to reclaim it for myself. It’s a side street, a curvy […]