clones:
I don't call it sour grapes when you have trained yourself to a frenzy for four years, arrive at the Olympics at the height of your ability, only to have your chance at a medal stolen by someone who cheated.
Well, no, it's not exactly sour grapes, but in the words of the old story, "you knew it was a snake when you picked it up". Anybody who didn't just fall off the cabbage truck has to know that in high stakes competition, there's always some athlete who will try any stunt they can think of to get an advantage (or parent, coach, or official of a governing body who will encourage/enable/coerce them to do the same). This is a somewhat heartless thing to say, but I guess I don't understand why an athlete today would go to the Olympics and not expect to be up against against this kind of shenanigans as well as their opponent's athletic ability.
The Giants Mara offered a blunt lesson in market-driven economics on WFAN radio this month. We have 130,000 people on our waiting list,-- he said. We could charge anything and still fill the stadium.
Mazel tov, but I won't be one of them. Not more than, say, once in a lifetime.