The sport of cycling, and road cycling in particular, has gained a bit of a bad name recent times for, well, y’know, taking more drugs than you’d find at Glastonbury and the Oscars after-party combined.
To cut a long story short, there was a dude called Harpoon or Javelin or Lance or something who was pretty much carrying the sport, became a global superstar, won a bunch of stuff and then turned out to be a pantomime villain.
It’s a pretty good story. They should really make a movie out of it.