There's a picture of Vaughters on page 61 in the Aug. issue of Bicycling magazine that is just... je ne sais quoi? He's standing in the middle of what looks like a pedestrian bridge, feet about shoulder width apart, hands on his hips, gazing to his left with a look of contempt.
What is with this guy? What is with Bicycling mag? Here's the caption:
"Jonathan Vaughters wanted to create a team that was the antidote to pro cycling's dark and secret drug culture - a squad of fast, tough, funny, quirky stars and prodigies who would volunteer to let the public see everything from their dope tests to their toothbrushing. He also wanted to win some bike races... No one knew if he could do both."
Queue the superhero music and Vaughters shoots into the sky with his cape flapping in the wind.