How on Earth could anyone possibly feel sorry for Johan Bruyneel, quite possibly the luckiest SOB in history? He somehow managed to escape the spotlight when all the sh*t hit the fan at ONCE, then his sophisticated medical program at USP/Disco miraculously slipped below the radar, while he wins 8 tours in 9 years as well as builds himself a nice nest egg to fall back on. Then he saves face when he couldn't find a sponsor for Disco by bowing out 'honorably' and retiring. Then he gets lured back in with a megabuck contract with Astana! And he doesn't even ride in the car anymore! How can you feel sorry for him???

P.S. he also has a plasticky barbie doll wife, he's living the dream!