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Tuesday, March 10, 2009


Taking a moment to write not out of personal experience, but out of my rear end: I see that Alberto Contador won the first stage of the Paris-Nice stage race -- and won it handily, beating time trial specialists Brad Wiggins and David Millar by eight seconds over a five-and-a-half mile course. To this, my response is: Uh-uh. I don't think so.

If there's one thing we've learned in recent years it's that if it looks like doping, it's probably doping. When a little-known rider emerges to win the Tour's polka-dot jersey, he's on something; when a polka-dot jersey winner transforms himself into a Lance-esque all-rounder -- and wins mountain stages without appearing winded -- he's doped.

And when a twiggy little climber like Contador powers through a prologue like Cancellara...it's just not natural. That's like a Kenyan marathoner showing up and winning the Olympic 400 meters.

I obviously have no evidence to support this. Contador was implicated in the Puerto affair, but then, who wasn't?

But as LeMond says, there are certain things the body just isn't able to do, not naturally. I don't know if Contador will ever be busted; he won't be while he's riding on Lance's team. But I'd put money on something untoward going on here.


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