In most cases, I tend to be sympathetic towards NFL players when it comes to PED suspensions. For one, the only thing that's more unnatural than the banned substances that lead to failed tests is the amount of pain and punishment inflicted on the human body during a professional football game. In a violent sport with a small earning window in which contracts will never be fully guaranteed, you simply won't find me all that offended by guys fueling themselves with whatever can get them back on the field faster. Also, monitoring ever single thing that is put into your body is a lot easier said by those that can't strictly stick to a low-carb diet for three days than done by physical marvels who are forbidden to ingest even a trace of some otherwise unknown substance that's spelled with 16 consonants. With how random, vague, and overcomplicated the NFL tends to make things when it comes to policing their sport, I kind of feel for the guys that truly didn't intend to cross a blurry pharmaceutical line when prepping themselves for a pounding. In this case, however, I feel like getting on my tippy toes to place my dwarfed hand on Corey Liuget's stone chiseled shoulder blade and saying "come on, man". That's not to say he wasn't unknowingly injected with a banned substance by a shady trainer, but it is to say that he should have had some suspicions about the methods of the person holding the syringe. Knowing the tainted history of international competition, an Olympian is just about the last person I would let near me with a needle. How in the world are there dozens of professional athletes working with some skeevy dude who probably only skirted the system for years because no one cares about non-Jamaican bobsledders enough to suspect them of cheating? You never trust the judgement of those that have dedicated their entire lives to being the best of the best at obscure sports in which participation is incredibly uneasy, and that goes ten-fold when he/she is working with your blood. ​If this allegation is true then I hope Corey Luiget gets his name cleared and the only thing that Ian Danney is at liberty to anti-inflame from here on out is his wallet. That said, we all need to be a bit better in looking sideways at those that committed their formative years to doing their competitive sledding against the clock, instead of against their friends.
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