Is a Triumph of Good Over Evil!!

Is a picture of handsome clean-cut pious devout non-drug-taking Spanish motocyclist Alberto Contador Velasco, who yesterday win the much-maligned Tour de France, by virtue of his virtue. And by 23 seconds, which is also the official time you have to get into heaven before the devil know you are dead.

Alberto has been cycling ever since he was a little boy, which mean he has had a lot of practice, even though he is now only 12 (you can see in the picture that he still have his favourite toy with him, a lion that he call Aslan, after the famous Irish folk group who sanged the theme tune for the movie Chronocycles of Narnia, which is what got Alberto interested in the bikes in the first place). Was his boyhood promise to Aslan that when he win the Tour de France he would take him with him to share in the glory, eat Turkish Delight, buy new wardrobe, and so on.

Of course, all of Spain have taken Alberto to their heart now, and nobody at all any more mention the suspicions that surround him because of supposed alleged connections with Operación Puerto doping case. Some peoples is saying that Alberto's victory has been tarnished because of diqsqualification of other motocyclists in the race who were caught cheating and who cast the sport into ill-repute, but they are just gloom-doomers and nay-nayers who don't realise the correct moral lesson of his victory, which is this: When it come to the crunch, is always the athlete who has God in his saddlebag rather than syringes who will win. As Alberto has shown to everyone, God is the only drug he need!