Wow. Just read an article on VeloNews about an apparent exchange of words and blows between former U.S. Pro road race champion Marty Jemison and Garmin-Chipotle team doctor and apparently, former heroin addict Prentice Steffen. I was down spectating at the criterium and saw Marty before the race. He was super-friendly and after exchanging pleasantries, he had a job to do, and we had a race to watch so we went our separate ways. Here’s the thing about Prentice Steffen. What the fuck? What could this guy possibly hope to gain by tarnishing the reputation of a hard-working cyclist who has been retired for years. A guy trying to make a living and support his family through riding a bike, with his tour business. I’m not just sticking up for Marty because I know him, and I’m not passing judgement about whether or not he doped. To my knowledge, aside from the unsubstantiated claims by Steffen, Marty had never been implicated in any doping. The only stain against him is his name was mentioned in the same vein as Hamilton. I’m just saying. This Prentice Steffen guy has a job as team doctor for Garmin-Chipotle. Mind your own business and do your damned job. In the sport of cycling, no doubt there are many people who know where bodies are buried. Move on people. The past is the past. Focus on the now and get rid of the dopers, because there are plenty of them still beating the system. And focus on the future. Make sure today’s young talented riders stay clean. Meanwhile, Tyler Fucking Hamilton, one of the biggest and saddest cheats of all time, was here in SLC racing his bike, courtesy of Michael Ball’s idiotic and pathetic attempt to rescue the careers of proven dopers in hopes of selling a few pair of overpriced jeans. I’m sorry for the language, but I raced against Tyler in New England. He was always good. Better than me. I was stoked when he crushed everyone at Liege Bastogne Liege. Then I almost cried when he smashed his collarbone in the Tour and soldiered on. What a sham. How ironic that while the Olympics were going on in Beijing, Tyler was doing circles around Pioneer Park in Utah. Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust.
Here’s one for you: apparently there is an offer for Floyd to return to racing with Rock. Floyd: don’t do it. You are better than that.
Yo…it’s been nice riding with you this summer. You racing Sanpete tomorrow?
Well said Thomas. That Marty at one time asked about the team’s “medical program,” Steffen concludes this means doping? Thin, very thin. And like you said, move on and catch today’s dopers and ensure the well-being of cycling for future generations.
Mike, what’s your blog URL? I’ll add it to the blogroll here.
utahdualsport.blogspot.com
You are now in the blogroll.