Okay, I feel bad about having just made a "mean" post. I just really dislike this whole 2003, pre-Iraq, freedom-fries, France-vs.-America way of reading cycling history, which I feel Bob Roll plays into sometimes. So I'll try to help get the discourse back on track with some favorite Liggettisms:
"Well there you are, never trust a Dutchman!" (as Johan Van der Velde outsprints his breakaway companion on Stage 5 of the 1986 Tour)
"The two arms are all we want to see now, and there they are!" (as Robert Millar wins Stage 11 of the 1984 Tour)
"That'll serve 'em right!" (as Fabian Cancellara plows straight through the sprinters, who are all eyeing each other, and the remnants of the breakaway, who are all eyeing the sprinters, and wins Stage 3 of the 2007 Tour)
"And his legs have almost come to a standstill! This is almost a trackstand finish here! He's about to launch an attack that Fuerte may find hard to take . . ." (as Laurent Fignon prepares to win Stage 21 of the 1987 Tour; note that in 1987 there were 25 stages!)