Friday, August 24, 2012

Its a Dark Day in Austin...Armstrong declares "no mas"

With acknowledgements to despair.com

Armstrong Drops Fight Against Doping Charges

...and will likely be stripped of his seven tour titles. so I wonder which doper will be declared the winner of those races?
 
Casey at the Bat,by Ernest Lawrence Thayer
The Outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day:
The score stood four to two, with but one inning more to play.
And then when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same,
A sickly silence fell upon the patrons of the game.

A straggling few got up to go in deep despair. The rest
Clung to that hope which springs eternal in the human breast;
They thought, if only Casey could get but a whack at that -
We'd put up even money, now, with Casey at the bat.

But Flynn preceded Casey, as did also Jimmy Blake,
And the former was a lulu and the latter was a cake;
So upon that stricken multitude grim melancholy sat,
For there seemed but little chance of Casey's getting to the bat.

But Flynn let drive a single, to the wonderment of all,
And Blake, the much despis-ed, tore the cover off the ball;
And when the dust had lifted, and the men saw what had occurred,
There was Jimmy safe at second and Flynn a-hugging third.

Then from 5,000 throats and more there rose a lusty yell;
It rumbled through the valley, it rattled in the dell;
It knocked upon the mountain and recoiled upon the flat,
For Casey, mighty Casey, was advancing to the bat.

There was ease in Casey's manner as he stepped into his place;
There was pride in Casey's bearing and a smile on Casey's face.
And when, responding to the cheers, he lightly doffed his hat,
No stranger in the crowd could doubt 'twas Casey at the bat.

Ten thousand eyes were on him as he rubbed his hands with dirt;
Five thousand tongues applauded when he wiped them on his shirt.
Then while the writhing pitcher ground the ball into his hip,
Defiance gleamed in Casey's eye, a sneer curled Casey's lip.

And now the leather-covered sphere came hurtling through the air,
And Casey stood a-watching it in haughty grandeur there.
Close by the sturdy batsman the ball unheeded sped-
"That ain't my style," said Casey. "Strike one," the umpire said.

From the benches, black with people, there went up a muffled roar,
Like the beating of the storm-waves on a stern and distant shore.
"Kill him! Kill the umpire!" shouted someone on the stand;
And its likely they'd a-killed him had not Casey raised his hand.

With a smile of Christian charity great Casey's visage shone;
He stilled the rising tumult; he bade the game go on;
He signaled to the pitcher, and once more the spheroid flew;
But Casey still ignored it, and the umpire said, "Strike two."

"Fraud!" cried the maddened thousands, and echo answered fraud;
But one scornful look from Casey and the audience was awed.
They saw his face grow stern and cold, they saw his muscles strain,
And they knew that Casey wouldn't let that ball go by again.

The sneer is gone from Casey's lip, his teeth are clenched in hate;
He pounds with cruel violence his bat upon the plate.
And now the pitcher holds the ball, and now he lets it go,
And now the air is shattered by the force of Casey's blow.

Oh, somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright;
The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light,
And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout;
But there is no joy in Mudville - mighty Armstrong says "no mas".

My favorite Lance photo. Dedicating his Stage 18 win in the
1995 Tour de France to fallen teammate Fabio Casartelli,who died
after a high speed crash descending the  Col de Portet d'Aspet 
durng Stage 15. Photo by Graham Watson.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Do you speed while driving? No? You have never gotten a ticket? No!

Well, 10 years from now satellite photos could prove you lied. "They" could take your driver's license away forever.

My opinion is Lance did pretty much what the first 15 - 20 finishers (or more) in his tours did... only he did it better.

This proves nothing and is pathetic.

Khal said...

Probably what the first 100 finishers did, Anon. The pro race scene is what was pathetic.

I, like everyone else in the peanut gallery, am guessing that Lance tossed it in to avoid a messy hearing and arbitration where numerous former teammates would be dragged in and everyone would leave the hearing looking like they had fallen into a cesspool and had to crawl out.

I will always admire Lance for his amazing abilities on the bike--that combination of talent and the ability to go 120% when everyone else is going %110. Regardless of whether or not they were racing stock modified production.

Having said that, hero worship escapes me. We all have feet of clay.