A call-up and a smackdown

Floyd Landis — yes, that Floyd Landis — got a call-up at the start of yesterday’s 50th edition of the Nevada City Classic. Oooooooooo-kay.

I heard more than a few people booing as I watched via streaming Innertubes video and wondered idly whether they were (a) opposed to a self-confessed dope fiend, cheater and liar getting a call-up; (2) opposed to a self-confessed dope fiend, cheater and liar being there at all, or (iii) opposed to a self-confessed dope fiend, cheater and liar being a rat-fink tweetie-boid stool pigeon and a Friend of Cancer.

The field wasn’t as deep as last year’s, with Big Tex and his sidekicks having a previous engagement, but there was still some muscle there — Bissell’s Ian Boswell and Paul Mach, who went one-two in the finale, and 2005 champ Burke Swindlehurst (Team Give-Blackbottoms).

And Landis was a player, helping reel in what looked to be the race-winning move by Swindlehurst and finishing just off the podium in fourth. Don’t s’pose they dope-tested him or nothin’ afterward to see whether he was getting his testosterone from his balls instead of a bottle these days.

Some turds just won’t stay flushed

Apparently Floyd Landis was not content with shitting in the 2006 Tour de France. Now he’s shitting in the Amgen Tour of California, the Giro d’Italia and my Thursday. You can read all about it at VeloNews.com.

Back in 2007, when Numbnuts was still telling everybody he was pure as the driven snow, smearing Greg LeMond and soliciting donations for the so-called Floyd Fairness Fund, I wrote: “If I’d kicked in so much as a wooden nickel to Landis’ war chest, I’d want it back. With interest. Disinfected.”

That goes double today.