Saturday Wheelings and Dealings

And holiday greetings to my fellow Cranks and our cranky readers.
I haven't been in much of a posting mood these days, although there have been little nuggets of news here and there.

So, off the top of my head:
-- I don't think Bad Boy Floyd is anymore guilty than anyone else on a bike these days. Like Tooth, I think just about everyone pushes the envelope with meds and such. Sometimes, they cross the line. How stupid of it would it have been for BBF to cheat with the expectation of winning the Tour knowing he would be tested? I don't think he's the brightest bulb in the universe, just a little naive at times. I don't like the coyness; everyone knows what everyone else is doing. But I don't think he overtly cheated.

-- Ivan Basso might as well ride for the Discovery Channel as anyone else. I don't think we really know why he didn't ride in the Tour. Or Jan Ullrich. Were they unable to purge their systems in time? Was there something to purge?

-- I do know this: I just don't care as much as I did. Maybe that's why I haven't been posting.

-- Oh yeah. Our Boy Lance. What's up with him? He's diluted his impact, I feel, for cancer research over the past year with his playboy period. But who's to say he wasn't entitled? He still does more than almost anyone else. He's still the poster boy for cancer research. As long as he remains on message, let the boy have a little fun.

-- Finally, Tyler Hamilton is back with some new Italian team called Tinkoff Credit Systems. I don't recognize a single other name on the team (but Granny probably does).