Being a cynical person, I will admit to have never being what I call a Lancling (someone who deified Lance as a cycling god) because I always felt there was something a little too good to be true about him. I remember watching him sip champagne from a flute while riding into Paris on his fifth tour win and thinking 'there's something wrong with this guy.' There was no arrogance or cockiness in his look, something you would expect from a five time tour winner, only smugness. The only time cheaters actually look astonished or angry is when they lose; they cheat to come in first, not second. Why did he cheat? Because he could. Because there were hundreds of Lanclings who were so entranced they had no problem turning their heads or averting their eyes. He was good for the sport of Cycling. A lot of people made money because of Lance. Hell, he made a lot of money. Now he is on his way to being a bad footnote.
Will I buy Ms. Macur's book? I am seriously considering it. I'm certain there are certain parts which will piss me off. But then, the only way you learn how to deal with cheats is to learn as much about them as possible. I'm sure this book will be a major learning experience.