It should be noted that this author – unlike Dick Pound – has taken a minute or more to actually think about this and has chosen to use the word “opinions” very carefully in this instance. Pound likes to claim a factual basis for his vitriol but it should not be forgotten that this is the same man who openly admitted to completely fabricating a claim that “A third of the NHL is on drugs.” Once again…he has admitted to making that number up off the top of his head and claims to be a voice of truth and reason in the anti-doping effort. Really? How did this happen?
I would agree with Armstrong’s “clown” assessment but I’d rather have Krusty, Bozo, Eric the Clown or Crazy Joe Davola as Pagliacci from Seinfeld or even that creepy clown from Stephen King’s “IT” than Dick Pound at any kids party. He would scare the heck out of those kids…and probably lie to them about their parents doping practices.
Is this really a man that you can take seriously as the head of a vitally important organization at the most critical time in the history of the anti-doping movement? A clown? An admitted liar and media hound? The guy literally wrote a freaking book on inflammatory and strategic horn-blowing. Once again…seriously, this is the guy in the most powerful position in the entire global anti-doping effort? Seriously? Good luck with gaining legitimacy there, WADA. Not with this windbag at the helm.
Okay…the last few paragraphs have been MY opinion but once again…I’m a freaking blogger. Not an IOC official and the head of the World Anti-Doping Agency. But strangely…even as a lowly blogger, bike racer and cycling fan, I still seem to have more respect for the principles and morals which supposedly form the foundation of the Olympic ideal than Mr. Pound does. Funny (or terribly sad) how that works.