Jeez, just when you think you've got a "Feel Good" sports story... you get punched in the old bread basket. ( now there's an old timer term)
I want to believe ol Floyd. Really, I do. But I don't want to change my name to Dopey.
Maybe there's an explanation. Let's hope. Maybe these bicyclists should all move to Hollywood when they get suspended. They are so believable telling us they didn't / wouldn't ever do illegal drugs. I don't think the Academy drug tests for the Oscar.
It seems Arlene, Floyd's mom, is able to stay calm and rational about all this. If she can keep up that act thru this mess, well, then maybe the whole world should become Mennonite.
Peace.
Friday, July 28, 2006
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