Is plonk a performance enhancing drug?
Drugs and sport have been together in the trenches since day dot; they’re blood brothers and sisters so to speak. Way before the Coronavirus put an end to sport and, well, everything really.
It’s easy to see why sport and performance enhancing drugs (PEDs) like each other so much. Most performance-enhancing drugs are dynamite – you imbibe the chemical concoctions and they make you better at the sports you’ve given so much to – potentially making you very good, a world champion, or even a G.O.A.T.
Problem is, necking PEDs has another name: Cheating. While other life elements like class, genetics, gender and nationality may throw shade on the holy sporting notion of the level playing field, PEDs are not tolerated. Their benefits are too adroit; their side-effects too hazardous to human health; their use too hard to justify to juveniles unfamiliar with adult concepts like ‘winning at all costs’; their ethics too shady.
What then of alcohol? While alcohol’s performance-enhancing aspect has always been pretty sketchy, sporting folk have long dallied with Ol’ Red-eye. Jump in the Wayback Machine and see ancient Grecian Olympians 2,500 years ago being ploughed with fine Mediterranean red wine before events and vainqueurs lavished with even more gourds of wine as prizes!
More here, Sporters...
It’s easy to see why sport and performance enhancing drugs (PEDs) like each other so much. Most performance-enhancing drugs are dynamite – you imbibe the chemical concoctions and they make you better at the sports you’ve given so much to – potentially making you very good, a world champion, or even a G.O.A.T.
Problem is, necking PEDs has another name: Cheating. While other life elements like class, genetics, gender and nationality may throw shade on the holy sporting notion of the level playing field, PEDs are not tolerated. Their benefits are too adroit; their side-effects too hazardous to human health; their use too hard to justify to juveniles unfamiliar with adult concepts like ‘winning at all costs’; their ethics too shady.
What then of alcohol? While alcohol’s performance-enhancing aspect has always been pretty sketchy, sporting folk have long dallied with Ol’ Red-eye. Jump in the Wayback Machine and see ancient Grecian Olympians 2,500 years ago being ploughed with fine Mediterranean red wine before events and vainqueurs lavished with even more gourds of wine as prizes!
More here, Sporters...
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| René Pottier: Won the 1906 Tour de France despite a penchant for pausing mid-stage in brasseries to pop a few wines. A true French romantic and masochist, he suicided the next year over a cheating lover and thus never defended his title. Trop triste... |
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