Lance Armstrong has lost one testicle and parts of his brain to cancer. Despite this he seems likely to win his seventh consecutive Tour de France, a competition widely considered to be the greatest test of endurance in modern sport.
Meanwhile his girlfriend has been in the studio complaining to Chrissie Hynde about how difficult it is being a rock chick.
Sheryl and Lance broke up a few months ago, I thought.
And my ex-boyfriend, who is perfectly placed to know about such things, says that Lance’s achievements are not as…Well, let’s avoid a libel suit. Needless to say, I have a hard time joining in all the cheering.
Jackie,
I’d say you were as badly informed as your ex. Try this, for example.
I’m sure you were alluding to such things as EPO and mysterious amounts of cortisone from saddle-sore ointment. Next on his list would be that he happens to be from Texas (GWB, you know!). And unless your ex is Armstrong’s team doctor then, no, he is not perfectly placed.
He’s phenomenal. Suck it up.
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