Imagine if those most zealous in denouncing Armstrong as the Great Satan of doping were actually doing the work of Nike:
But just imagine...that'd be a hoot and a half, wouldn't it?
This, of course, cannot be imagined, and it's obvious that the author of the above - the Guardian's Marina Hyde - is the ultimate in Cancer Jesus fangirls, in love with her Messiah, Wonderboy.In order that they might save face for having been misled for so long, it was commercially vital for Nike to push the line that Armstrong was the most fantastically clever cheat in human history. He was basically the unbroken world record holder in cheating. Because the alternative is that something that was always too good to be true, in a sport we already knew was completely bent, turned out to be what many wise observers had been saying all along. Of course, “we are selectively gullible” isn’t really the Nike brand.
But just imagine...that'd be a hoot and a half, wouldn't it?