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The Last Thing I'll Say For The People That Don't Believe In Cycling, The Cynics And The Sceptics, I'm Sorry For You. I'm Sorry You Can't Dream Big And I'm Sorry You Don't Believe In Miracles.

I Have Never Doped. I Can Say It Again, But I've Said It For Seven Years.

My Actions And Reactions, And The Way I Treated Certain Scenarios, Were Way Out Of Line, So I Deserved Some Punishment.

But, Listen, Eddie Merkyx Would Have Won Six Tours If He Hadn't Been Punched.

I Want To Die At A Hundred Years Old With An American Flag On My Back And The Star Of Texas On My Helmet, After Screaming Down An Alpine Descent On A Bicycle At 75 Miles Per Hour. I Want To Cross One Last Finish Line As My Wife And My Ten Children Applaud, And Then I Want To Lie Down In A Field Of Those Famous French Sunflowers And Gracefully Expire, The Perfect Contradiction To My Once Anticipated Poignant Early Demise.