Hero worship is a dangerous thing. We revel in building up athletes to almost mythical proportions, and we take as much pleasure in knocking them down again. Growing up I worshiped professional cyclists and admired their determination. I had so many posters of them tacked to my bedroom wall...

Sometimes the mainstream “gotcha media” misses the true stories. This is never more obvious than the story I found buried in Eurosport regarding the recent Liege-Bastone-Liege. After I translated the story from what I think is French to English (and those who follow my Twitter translations...

This Sunday the oldest of the classics, Liège-Bastogne-Liège, draws an end to the spring racing season. La Doyenne is one of the “Monuments” of the professional racing calendar and is part of the Belgian Ardennes Classics series which included last Wednesday’s La Flèche...

Seriously, what’s the deal with sprinters? It seems like lately all they have been doing is either literally battling it out in the peloton or in the press. Don’t get me wrong – I love a good trash talking session. My dad and I usually have a go at each other a couple times a...

At my place, Paris-Roubaix gets full holiday status. That means almost uninterrupted viewing of professional cycling’s biggest one-day classic with only phone calls from my Irish dad, sporadic Twittering and unabashed yelling at my flat screen to disturb my viewing vibe. Yes, it’s...