Basso Not So Profundo
This last week for me has been ripe with tongue in cheek stories, which I just love, on a myriad of different topics. Case in point, this rant posted by VeloNews about cyclist Ivan Basso's confession to having attempted to use performance enhancing methods before the start of the 2006 Tour de France. A confession akin to Clinton's "I didn't inhale." The part I love has been emphasized in blue.
Anyone expecting great things following Ivan Basso's solemn confession that he was the "Birillo" named in Operación Puerto should sit down, take a deep breath and a deeper drink, and recall how he or she felt when told that Santa Claus, the Easter bunny and compassionate conservative George W. Bush weren't for real.This guy won't even do a proper job of ratting himself out, much less anyone else. ...
"I did admit having attempted to use doping for the (2006) Tour de France, and I am ready to pay the penalty for that," Basso said.
.....Uh huh. Tell me, who's advising these guys on their mea culpas? Teen-age boys? Because they sound without exception like a pimply stoner whose mom found a ditch-weed fatty in his backpack, trying to explain that he was only thinking about using it to get giddily sideways before dinner because he heard someone, somewhere, say that it makes meat loaf taste like filet mignon.
Oh that paragraph just makes me chuckle... [Ed]