Down with McQuaid. Doping scandals begin at the top.
There’s a name that hasn’t been mentioned in all the recent doping firestorms. It’s not the tour’s Alberto Contador, the Vuelta’s Ezequiel Mosquera or even the formerly somebody Oscar Sevilla.
In fact, this name isn’t a doped rider rider or cynical director sportif or rogue pharmacist moonlighting with a syringe and centrifuge.
No, we’re way higher up the fraud chain — which speaks to the inherent ramifications, the frustrating realities and the desperate need for immediate action — or in this case, resignation.
If we plan to fight doping in an aggressive, intelligent and global way, we best start with perhaps the real stumbling block and guilty party.
Patrick McQuaid must go.
The president of the colossally ineffective UCI must resign immediately. If the Irishman had any Japanese blood he would have voluntarily fallen on his sword years ago, a question of honor, shame and responsibility.
Paint your sign, autograph the petitions, call your local ProTour team in furious indignation. McQuaid out, gone, history, job filled by anybody with a shred of integrity or expertise. This is a man who turns in an adverse analytic finding for competence.
Sorry, I woke up on the wrong side of the peloton, harsh and indignant. Aren’t we all weary of McQuaid’s relentless failures, his blustery but empty pronouncements, his total inability to work with WADA, ALFD (the French anti-doping agency), CONI (the Italian Olympic committee), cycling federations from Spain to Italy and even the people within his own organization.
Repeat after me: Patrick McQuaid, adios.
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