Greatness, it seems,
always comes at a cost, and no individual embodies such a mantra better than
Lance Armstrong. His was the perfect story, the man returning from a near-fatal
bout with cancer to win seven Tour de France titles. However, on January 18,
2013, the legendary cyclist’s world and athletic career came crashing down, but
the good he has done , intentionally or not, can never be undone.
Armstrong was an inspiration. To millions
of cancer survivors, he was walking proof that anything was possible. To
others, he was a testament to the resiliency of the human spirit. He was on
episodes of Arthur, wrote two books,
and made millions through endorsements. A poster of him once hung in Mr.
Zimmerman’s classroom, a reminder to us that we could succeed in a class that, at
times, seemed impossible. The man started his charity, Livestrong, to aid
cancer research and averages nearly $30,000 in donations every day. Despite all
his achievements, Armstrong was, quite literally, half the man he used to be,
yet still proceeded to dominate his sport with reckless abandon. It seemed too
good to be true. In retrospect, we now know that his story actually was.
In
this case, ignorance was indeed bliss. He is now seen as the great pretender, a
liar, a mere mortal, human, a man determined to propagate falsehood, all
without recognizing the largely positive impact Lance Armstrong has had on the
world. Despite his obvious shortcomings, the careers he has ruined, and the
hearts he has broken, any objective code of morality Armstrong has sinned
against by doping, any kind of
wrong he has done because of it, not by the ensuing lying, is far outweighed by
the good he has done.
One of Armstrong’s autobiographies is
titled It’s Not About the Bike. No
statement could better define the man’s legacy. His achievements were not
confined to what he did on the bike, what he did off of it was and still is far
more important. The hope he instilled in the masses can be withered, but never
taken away. The seven yellow jerseys he won were the lights at the end of the
tunnel, and he was showing us the way. At least we hoped he was. Ultimately,
the cyclist’s narrative raises the question judging the merits of telling a
beautiful lie rather than the ugly truth. However, sometimes the truth isn't
good enough, sometimes people deserve more. Sometimes people deserve to have
their faith rewarded, regardless of the truth. Armstrong’s ultimate sin in
doping is not in the act itself, it is in the deception. But looking back at
the good that has come from it, is that necessarily a sin? Destroying careers
and tarnishing the reputations of innocent men cannot be forgiven, but I
believe that his cheating can be.
Lance Armstrong’s greatness came at a
price-his soul. However, if we look at his entire existence, not just his
career as a competitor, we see that he was a man who put his reputation
and life on the line to inspire the
masses, whether that was his intention or not. His greatness is not defined by
his achievements or failures, but what he has done for the benefit of humanity.
Some may say that choosing to cheat was selfish and for monetary gain, and rightfully so, though he donated winnings and endorsement money to research, but if we
see that he risked the totality of his being by doping to breathe life to the
dying, it is obvious that such actions were not selfish, but selfless. The poster that hung in my
classroom may be gone, but the impact the cyclist had can never be taken away.
In the televised interview, Oprah said that “the truth will set you free,” but
in all honesty, sometimes the truth isn’t good enough. Sometimes we deserve
more. At the time, we deserved more than the truth. We needed a hero. Lance
Armstrong gave us one, at least for a while.
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