Allow me to translate some of that article.
I'll never forget when I heard about Marco's passing.
Feigned emotion from someone who has, in the past, consistently demonstrated zero capacity for true empathy. But maybe this will make him appear to me more "human"!
Ironically, and I remember it like it was yesterday, earlier that day I was having a conversation with Michele Ferrari.
"You see people! It's just ordinary stuff! We all spoke to our doping docs on a regular basis, just like anyone else. Just a normal conversation between two normal people.
Everything we did was normal!"
"Pantani is dead". I sat there alone, and thought "Fuck!".
("That's what a normal person would think and say, right?. Yeah, I'll put the F-word in. I'll come off as sounding so genuine if I do that. Damn, I am so much smarter than that troll Benson.")
It's nearly ten years since his passing but I still remember my very first race with him. It was at the Tour of Mexico, in 1994. I was there with Motorola and Carerra were there with Chiapucci and Pantani too
"You see, all this "doping stuff"? It all goes so far back, and includes so many other famous names. IT WASN'T JUST ME. PLEEEEEEAAASE LET ME BACK IN TO THE SPORT!!!!!!!!"
There was this whole plot between Evgeni Berzin and Miguel Indurain
"REMEMBER THOSE NAMES! IT WASN'T JUST ME!"
He was a complicated enigma, who had a lot of character, a ton (this is how yanks spell this word) of charisma and people were compelled by him and the way in which he flew up mountains.
"See how I cleverly dropped that "Yank" term in there? Did ya' see that? I'm just a regular guy, with regular jokes. That's me: Mr. Regular. Seven times more regular than the average Joe."
[And sure, it was the "charisma" that allowed Marco to "fly" up those mountains]
There weren't these huge gestures or flamboyance, like you had with other Italians
"You want me to name names? To continue old grievances? Don't think I won't."
I remember how he used to be surrounded by his entire team in the peloton, almost to the point where it was annoying. We did some of that too,
"LMAO! I just trolled the entire CN forum with that one! Damn, if only I could get Benson to insert a Rick-Rolled link on that phrase. Oh man, I kill myself sometimes."
As an American coming over and playing a European sport, I was in a different position. I was on the other side, not part of the ingrained culture and seen by some as the outsider.
"I didn't start any of this. I actually HATE doping, but those damn Europeans, led by the backstabbing Verbruggen forced my hand. I was clean and innocent before I ever arrived on that stupid continent."
If I was the carpenter...
"Just call me Jesus. It feels right."
there was a bit of a back-story there too. In 1998, Pantani trounced the field
There was doping before my time. WHY AREN'T YOU PEOPLE CELEBRATING ME THE WAY YOU CELEBRATE PANTANI?!?!?!"
He had that anger inside him that meant he fought for everything. Maybe it was a bit of a Napoleon complex,
"F'ck him. He's dead. Why shouldn't I take another jab at him?"
OK...this is too much even for me. I'm going to have to hand this off to someone else. Just too much material here for one go. I'll leave it with just one more.
If I could go back I would handle quite a few relationships differently
"Howdy, folks. It's me, the new and improved, humbled and humiliated, all around nice guy, Lance. See how nice and humble I am? Yup, I sure have changed lately."