So Jason Donald made a big splash at his first professional race.
Second! Wow!
Good for him.
Quick, someone cut a check for his Doctor.
It may come as a shock, but Mr. 60 is rather cynical about this miracle ride. Are we really supposed to believe that this unheralded neo-pro pulled off the ride of his life? It's not like he's a young phenom anyway; he's 27.
OK. Miracles do happen. There is a Tooth Fairy and we've recently been to a magical land of shiny, happy unicorns.
Wait. Jason rides for (the unfortunately rhyming) Team Slipstream?
Aren't they the team that Platogrande analysed so eloquently last week?
They're the team that tests their riders more than all others, right?
Oh, well, that changes everything.
They are clean beyond question.
You see, even if Jason had won the three kilometer race by an hour, he's beyond reproach. They swear they're not doping. Who are we to judge?
Welcome to cycling post-Puerto.
Relax and enjoy this one Jason! They don't even test for EPO here in California!
