English rock band Radiohead released “Creep” as their debut single in 1992, and it later appeared on their first album, Pablo Honey, in 1993. Much like Lance Armstrong’s early cycling career, “Creep” wasn’t an immediate success. However, after its re-release in 1993, the song became a hit, similar to Armstrong’s accomplishments following his return to cycling after beating cancer.
The lyrics to the song represent an inebriated man who tries to get the attention of a woman to whom he is attracted by following her around. Unfortunately, he lacks the self-confidence necessary to actually speak to her face-to-face. It’s about the duality of the modern heterosexual man who feels an urge to assert himself sexually, but recognizes that doing so is fraught with insensitivities and misogynist tendencies.
In the case of Armstrong, the woman in the song is similar to his desire to win. Unable to attain such a result naturally, he cheats instead of creeps. Interestingly enough, cheating isn’t something all together unfamiliar to Radiohead either. Due to similarities between “Creep” and “The Air That I Breathe,” a song recorded by The Hollies in 1973, Radiohead was successfully sued for plagiarism by Albert Hammond and Mike Hazlewood, who are now listed as the song’s co-writers.
After acting in a vehemently litigious manner for several years against anyone who accused the cycling star of cheating, it’s expected that Armstrong will face a litany of lawsuits following his confession from those whose credibility he previously trampled.
Video created by Matthijs Vlot.
Shannon Sharpe of CBS Sports was shocked and appalled that New England Patriots Head Coach Bill Belichick would dare to avoid his network’s sideline reporters following the team’s AFC Championship Game loss to the Baltimore Ravens on Sunday night.
There’s something to be said about being gracious in defeat. We’ve seen the New England Patriots five times in the last 12 years be victorious [in the AFC championship game). We've seen the opposing coaches who lost come out and talk to our Steve Tasker. Coach [Bill] Cowher did it when they lost to them, we saw this last week. Bill Belichick makes it real easy for you to root against the Patriots. You can’t be a poor sport all the time. You’re not going to win all the time, and he does this every time he loses. It’s unacceptable.
Sharpe’s comments might have carried more weight if even a single viewer of Sunday evening’s NFL coverage noticed that Belichick wasn’t interviewed. Or if, for once – just once – something of any interest to anyone was to be asked of a head coach following a football game. Instead, Belichick revealed himself to be one of the 7 billion people on earth who don’t enjoy talking about their failures, and for this Sharpe, in the parlance of our times, called him out.
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It took me a long time to learn how to ride a bicycle. So long in fact that it was only out of embarrassment, not necessity, that my training wheels were removed. Because of this mechanical amputation, I wasn’t easily lulled into what I believed to be the false sense of stability that other children embraced in two wheels. I would get going on my bicycle, and then like the boy trying to drink a glass of milk in My Life As A Dog, I would become acutely aware of what most would take for granted. I would grow nervous at how unnatural it seemed. I would wobble. I would crash. I would lose my balance.
Balance is a fascinating word. It can refer to both the abstract and the concrete, but no matter what’s being balanced – a bankbook, your diet, or your body – we understand that an effort is underway
to ensure equilibrium. Just as I struggled as a youngster to keep my bicycle from teetering too far right or too far left, I’ve throughout my life to find an improved balance between cynicism and naivety.
I’m more prone to falling on the cynical side, but there are elements in my life to which I choose to remain naive. For many years, I believed in Lance Armstrong. In fact, my defense of the cyclist was so ardent as to diverge from several personal principles to which I ascribe. In this sense, Armstrong made me a hypocrite who speaks and writes of open-minded analysis, and yet remained closed to the idea that a personal hero in his sport and outside of it might be something more (and also less, definitely less) than the construct of him that I had created.
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