2005 Tour de France: Stage 21
By Paul
Sherwen
Today was the end of an unbelievable ride, an incredible story
that even Hollywood couldn't have thought up. When I met Lance Armstrong in 1992
I knew he was special. He was straight talking and fresh -- something that was
new in the old fashioned world of European cycling.
He immediately talked
like a winner, a leader and a champion. He told the truth. Always achieving the
goals that he set himself.
When I met him in November 1996 I thought I
was meeting him for the last time. No hair, eyebrows or lashes. Twenty pounds
lighter than the one-day classics rider that I had seen win the Fleche Wallone.
He shuffled down the corridor at the University Hospital in Indianapolis,
pushing a Baxter, drip in his arm, and physically not the man that I had seem
dominate European cycling.
I thought it was to be the last time I would
see him. After all, the doctors told me he was almost certainly a "goner.” But
that is not knowing the man -- he fought back, he came back, and he
lived.
I never thought that I would witness him ride a bike again, but at
least Idid see him survive. I never thought that he would win the Tour de France
once, let alone seven times.
Now this chapter of his story closes on the
Champs Elysees today. But instinct tells me this story is not yet over -- it
can't be. Lance live on, go well and "Live Strong.” See you down the road.
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