Letter to Vino…
Alexander Vinokourov,
Shut up.
You can whine all you want about how you would love to be back on Astana when your suspension ends, but it will fall on deaf ears, mine at least.
Yes, you were the focus of the team when the Kazakh Federation formed Astana. Yes, you were the team leader and major impetus behind the team.
However, you forfeited any right you had to a place on that team when you were caught doping, even if the team were similar to what it was two years ago.
But the Astana of now is not in any way similar to the team you helped form, other than the name or sponsors. Someone had to come in and clean up the mess you made of it with your criminal activities. That’s right…criminal.
Johann Bruyneel came in and cleaned up your mess. All your teammates from the original Astana: gone. All your management and support staff from the original Astana: gone.
All of that had to be done to clean up the team you crapped all over with your doping.
Astana is Bruyneel’s team now. He recruited the riders, many of them loyal to him for years. Same with the support staff.
Astana is what it is today—a winning powerhouse—because of Bruyneel and the people he gathers around him. People who know that he is the best directeur sportif in cycling today, and has been for years.
Your sense of entitlement is laughable coming from someone who is an embarrassment to his team, his fellow riders, cycling and its fans, and even his country.
I used to think you were an all right guy: scrappy, loveably underdoggish, and a bit arrogant—the kind of traits someone striving to become a top rider needs. Now I think you’re just another sports douchebag with a massively inflated sense of self-importance and complete loss of perspective on his place in his particular sport.
You blew your chance and your career, like many others. At least they have the good sense to be a hell of a lot more humble when they returned to the sport: David Millar comes to mind. Even Tyler Hamilton kept relatively quiet, though he also kept doping.
Now, because of some reason I cannot fathom, you think your return to the sport of cycling is a big enough deal that you can just crap all over the new Astana, just to fulfill your own fantasies of worth.
Yes, your return to Astana in the manner you have chosen to force, would destroy the team that now dominates cycling. If Bruyneel goes, so goes Armstrong, which isn’t that big a deal. But Contador will jump at the first opportunity; he can write his own ticket to any other team. Leipheimer will jump as well. Klöden I’m not so sure about, but he might well take a better offer elsewhere.
But at least you will be smugly happy that you’re back on “your” team, even as it falls apart around you, leaving you with what promises to be a pyrrhic victory.
And now, a mere couple of days after you opened your fat yap, Astana proved what a douchebag you are by placing 4 riders in the top 10 on the first stage of the Tour de France. The silence from you since that day is deafening.
So, it seems you have taken my first line of advice. But just in case you don’t remember it, let me put it a bit more forcefully…
…STFU.
Go back into hiding and rethink the method for your return to cycling. Maybe you feel the need to push your way onto Astana because no other team will have you.
