I went into the garage to oil my chain or something else equally important but did have BBC 5 live on. Sir Bradley is the greatest cyclist ever - its official from no less than (what other sport has a pundit who is prefixed with a "Doctor" ?) Hutch. Apparently this breaking of the hour record transcends anything in the history of mankind involving wheels. Certainly it is greater than the Tour, or anything that could be won at the Olympics and now, after he was won every single race there is out there to win, he has capped it all off by taking the most prestigious title going - the hour. Hutch told the salivating nation. We knew nothing before his wise words. And there was me thinking that the true stars of the sport could win various Tours and Classics, rather than a single dodgy, made to measure, need Mr "See-no-Evil" to bully my team-mate or I will have a a hissy fit, Tour. The commentator was lapping it up from Dr Hutch (yes, we sure need that puking-into-a-bucket-that-is-overflowing-with-vomit emoticon here).
At least Wiggo finishes by putting two fingers up to us all in the clinic with his choice of party guests. "I know you know I am doped to the gills but you know what - I am way smarter than Lance and nobody is ever going to lay a finger on me and whatever you keyboard wa*kers write in the clinic, just doesn't count."