A discordant redemption song
Lance Armstrong came clean about using performance enhancing drugs this week, but much more than that has been revealed about the record-breaking cyclist.
THIS WEEK, Lance Armstrong, our most famous cyclist/cancer survivor/suspected performance-enhancing Drug user, aims to do something more daunting than ride a bike up the face of the Pyrenees. He is attempting to ride Oprah's couch back into the good graces of public opinion.
Dave Zirin is the coauthor, with John Carlos, of The John Carlos Story, and author of Brazil's Dance with the Devil: The World Cup, the Olympics and the Fight for Democracy, Bad Sports: How Owners Are Ruining the Games We Love and A People's History of Sports in the United States, as well as the collection of essays Welcome to the Terrordome: The Pain, Politics and Promise of Sports. He is a columnist for TheNation.com; his writings are also featured at his Edge of Sports Web site.
On Monday night, Armstrong, after 15 years of strenuous, Sherman-esque denials, "came clean" and admitted to imbibing illegal "performance enhancers" during his record-setting career. The content of the broadcast was already been leaked, dissected and thoroughly flambéed before it airs Thursday night.
If Armstrong was only trying to win back the public support he's lost since the United States Anti-Doping Agency (USADA) stripped him of his seven Tour de France titles, that could prove challenging enough. But he is attempting the public relations equivalent of riding his bike through the eye of a needle. Armstrong needs to demonstrate to the USADA that he is now, according to reports, on a "path to redemption."
This interview is meant to encourage the USADA to lift its lifetime ban on Armstrong's competitive career and allow him to enter triathlons as well as other events under the USADA umbrella. But that's not all. Armstrong needs to look like he's playing ball with the USADA while also gently challenging the most damning sections of their lengthy report on his performance-enhancing drug (PED) use.
Their exposé, put together with numerous eyewitnesses over the course of years and at a public cost of millions of dollars, makes him sound like less of a run-of-the-mill PED user and more like Joe Pesci on a 10-speed.
They paint the fallen icon as a bullying, intimidating and threatening presence who compelled other competitors to use PEDs and aimed to bribe or scare off anyone who attempted to challenge his cycling empire. And by the way, Armstrong is also seeking to rebuild his cancer foundation, Livestrong, which has taken a massive public relations hit since the USADA's lifetime ban compelled him to resign from the board.
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ARMSTRONG IS attempting to use the forgiving, New Age, healing glow of Oprah to please multiple masters with a mix of candor, charm and puppy-dog sympathy. There is a slight flaw, however, in this plan, which would challenge the smoothest of operators: that's the stubborn fact that Lance Armstrong is also a person who makes Rahm Emanuel look like Tickle Me Elmo.
I like Lance Armstrong, have always liked him. Not the fairy-tale prince, but the real him, the guy with the scars in his head, both visible and invisible, the combative hombre who once crossed a finish line swinging his fists at another rider, the contradictory, salty-mouthed, anti-religious nonbeliever, who nevertheless restored a chapel.
I interviewed Sally Jenkins on my radio show, and she reaffirmed this part of his character while also rejecting the section of the USADA's report that paints Armstrong as a bullying, even criminal, ringleader. As she made clear:
I have to doubt it, because it's not my personal experience. What I don't doubt is that Lance is a very intimidating character on the bicycle. As a competitor, it's a situational personality that he puts on when he was riding in those Tours. Lance can use a lot of very tough language, and there's no question that he can be a very tough character. Now, did he intimidate people on a criminal level? I don't believe that for a second, and I think that's an extremely overdrawn portrait.
Armstrong needs to figure out a way to deny this part of the USADA's report while also demonstrating repentance in order to extract a modicum of mercy from the anti-drug agency. At the same time, if he opens up too much about what went on behind closed doors, Armstrong could also expose himself to an absolute Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade of lawsuits.
He's already being sued by the London Sunday Times, which is aiming to recover $500,000 it was ordered to pay him in a libel case concerning his PED use. He's also facing a federal whistle-blower lawsuit issued by former teammate Floyd Landis, who was also stripped of his own 2006 Tour de France win for PEDs. (The sport really does make Las Vegas look like Salt Lake City.)
Landis claims that Armstrong's attorneys tried to intimidate him into silence after he accused his former friend and teammate of using PEDs. The Justice Department will surely be watching the Oprah interview as they assess whether to enter the fray, back Landis' lawsuit and attempt to get back the $30 million the U.S. Postal Service spent in sponsoring Armstrong's team.
If that wasn't challenging enough, Armstrong is also, according to USA Today, trying to mend fences with Landis in the hopes that he will drop the suit. If Ms. Winfrey pushes on this relationship, Armstrong will probably demur gently, which will anger the USADA. If he expresses that salty side of himself, he will invite more lawsuits.
Whatever you feel about Lance Armstrong, he finds himself in a waking nightmare. If only the leaders of the financial crisis and those who orchestrate the Pentagon's torture and drone program could find themselves in a similar tsunami of attention, condemnation and legal proctology.
Oprah Winfrey recently wrote a positively Oprah-esque, goopy column titled "What I Wish I Knew At 21." In this piece of cavity-inducing wisdom, Oprah wrote, "The older I get, the less I worry about anything. I can see life unfolding in divine order. And even in times of the greatest turmoil, I can stop, get still and see with utter clarity: This, too, shall pass."
Lance Armstrong doesn't have the luxury of that perspective. This shall not pass, no matter what he says this week. But it could get one whole hell of a lot worse.
First published at TheNation.com.