Lance Armstrong never existed.
There never was a hero, there never was a 7 time Tour de France winner, there never was man who cared about his sport, his peers or his fans. There never was a man, who even cared about his charity.
There was instead, an overachiever from Texas who along with the media, created a superhero persona that the world so desperately wants to believe exists.
We wanted to believe, that against all odds, good will triumph. That evil, whether in the form of cancer or a villain…can and will be vanquished. That the good guy always wins and that someone out there is looking out for us in our darkest hour.
It’s okay, it’s human to want this. Whether a superhero, or a religion…it’s human to want to believe.
But the truth is, the man formerly known as Lance Armstrong, is just Lance. There is more to him then an average person, but there is nothing extraordinary above any elite cyclist. I say this, because he has been beaten, as they all have.
But consider this.
It was not a superhero that beat him. It was one man, who knew, and against all the threats, and hate…went forward with his quest to see this thing through. I’ll be the first to admit, that I like so many others, thought this guy was full of shit and was on a witch hunt.
Well it turns out, Travis was right. So is Travis a hero? No, he’s just a man.
The trouble with hero’s, is that they are human. “Humans are fallible” as Simon Whitfield replied to me in a tweet.
We’re not mad at Lance for cheating because at some point in our life, we’ve all done it.
We’re mad at ourselves for believing in heroes.
Over and out,