I had cancer during LA’s ascendancy. I would get up early every day in July to watch him race. Having dealt with all the ****, the uncertainty, and frankly, the terror of having stage 4, I was convinced that LA would never do anything as dangerous as dope at the levels he was accused of. I would argue with anyone, and I bought all of the lies. I attributed Lemond’s part in the feud to jealousy, and a lot of the European journalists’ criticism as anger at an American dominating their sport.
So when it finally became inarguably clear that he had indeed doped, I was really upset. I still have no respect for the guy. I mean, good for him for beating cancer, but I feel like the betrayal cancels out any inspiration that he might have given anyone.
Having said all that, grand tour cycling is basically a bull**** sport. They either cannot get a handle on doping or really don’t care. You can’t trust any great performance, because more often than not, the athlete is cheating. I really have lost pretty much any interest in it, which 20 years ago, I would have thought impossible.