Kobe Or Jordan: Who Is The Greatest of All Time?

Pity the poor purist with the gall to get his hopes up.   The Tour de France is all but finished, and the plot feels sinkingly familiar. Scandal rolls. Suspicion reigns. As usual, you can’t spell peloton without EPO, which is exceptionally bad news for any cycling fan who made the mistake of wishing it were otherwise.   Sometimes our heroes let us down.   Sometimes, though, we do the dirty work all by ourselves.   I don’t mean to condone performance-enhancement here. There’s an argument to be made in that direction, but frankly it’s beside the point, given the thrust of the facts of ground. A fool wastes his breath trying to justify the inevitable. A wise man knows well enough to simply learn how to live with it.   Those who can, do.   Those who can’t, dope.   Those who don’t, well—what is Floyd Landis doing these days?   In a perfect world, every athlete would be as natural as Robert ... (link)