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life is like the tide…it comes and goes on its own timeArchive for July 18, 2006
landis leads again
the man is incredible! floyd landis has not ceased to bring excitement to this year’s TDF, partly through the story of his physical injury, partly through the immense drive and determination he has demonstrated toward his goal to win in Paris this coming sunday.
how would you like to climb a summit 3x the height of the empire state building, with a dead and broken hip? that’s floyd’s remarkable achievement at today’s stage 15 on the alpe d’huez. i drove up there, once - and that was hard enough in an automobile!
some spectators here and there have abandoned the race because armstrong isn’t in it. well, let’s get real: it was inevitable that the lance dance in france would come to an end (and a spectacular one, at that). however, let’s not abandon our american boys who ride the most difficult race on the planet; and let’s not forget that a significant number of the top GC contenders once rode with lance in one tour or another over more than his seven winning years.
congratulations, as well, to all the cyclists who finished the most difficult climb of the tour. belgian schleck’s father, a former pro cyclist, was there to witness his son’s stage win; and his younger brother is a new member of team CSC. that is so cool!
Unfortunately, our disco team, what’s left of it, lost strength in their legs and popovych was the only one to finish in the top 20, with acevedo following at 25th. big george started out well by running with the breakaway boys, but fell short not far from the finish.
if history holds true, the maillot jaune at the top of alpe d’huez finishes with the maillot jaune in paris. we’ll see, eh? more power to you, floyd! ride well, ride strong. paris is expecting you, whether they realize it or not.
deja vu in Beirut
some 30 years ago, i, too, was a student american university, urging the ambassador to believe that the civil strife of the past couple of years had blown into war and we needed to get the heck out of there. fortunately, the wonderful lebanese family i was staying with was extremely well-connected and managed to get me out, just days before the heaviest attacks in the hotel and downtown districts.
habeythah, beyrouth - i loved beirut. i loved lebanon and had been there before starting my grad studies. it was painful to leave and it’s heartbreaking to hear of more destruction of a beautiful country that had been like no other.









