Sweet! BMC Want's a "Fresh One!"

Looks like the list of teams who are eager to get a big'ole batch of whoop-ass courtesy of Sam Johnson and his band of Hagens Berman ruffians just keeps getting longer. The latest additions to the fray include George Hincapie and his BMC thugs. This is sweet, because I've never raced against Big George. I remember back in 2004, the year after he won the queen stage of the Tour, and spent a day or two in the Yellow Jersey, I had pictures of him up on on my wall, and used him as inspiration. I still considered myself a triathlete at the time, but by then I could at least see the appeal of this whole bicycle racing thing. I didn't consider myself a good climber, but I figured I'm tall like George Hincapie, and if George Hincapie can climb like that, then maybe I can too. Granted, this is back before I really knew much about how much blood doping improves your watts per kilogram at threshold (note: George Hincapie is the only racer who graced the wall of my college dorm who hasn't tested positive for performance enhancing drugs), but he's still an inspiration, and a legend of American cycling. It will be an honor to take to the same start line.