I found out about Lance Armstrong being stripped of his Tour De France titles the way I find out about most things nowadays: I opened up Twitter to a bunch of lame jokes and half-baked vitriol. Given the positive effect heÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d had on the world, it seemed to me like Armstrong deserved better, perhaps a bit more reverence during his inevitable moment of public disgrace, but why should he be any different than Tiger Woods or anyone else?
Several years ago, when I became convinced the day would come when ArmstrongÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s empire would eventually be torn down, I bristled at the thought of those whoÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ve used him as an inspiration during their battles with cancer thinking theyÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d been worshipping a false idol. IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d long suspected Armstrong hadnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t been on the level about doping; I just preferred if that inconvenient truth never surfaced for the benefit of those who truly needed to believe someone like him truly existed.
Besides, I had my own image of Armstrong to reconcile.