Even disgraced drug cheat Lance Armstrong seemed bemused by the yellow jersey in the melee of cyclists scrambling to ride alongside him on Tamaki Drive this morning.
I mean, there's the protocol. Wear the Kazakhstan national champion's jersey if you like. Or Bob's Auto Repairs eye-stabbing design. But there are two jerseys you do not wear unless you've earned them: the world road race champion's rainbow stripes and the Tour de France's yellow jersey.
Not that Armstrong himself can wear the yellow jersey anymore. He's got seven framed and hanging in his pool room in Austin, Texas; kind of like sad mementos of his glory years, when he thrilled cycling fans such as myself. Before mounting evidence and then his own admission that he'd won those jerseys unfairly and was stripped of the wins in the record books.
Disappointment and disgust doesn't seem to be evenly spread. There are some in the cycling community who despise Armstrong and other cheats. I once interviewed Australian cycling great Stuart O'Grady just after he admitted using EPO in his early years. The website that published that interview had to disable the comments section so virulent were some of the views expressed.
Being a regular on social media, Armstrong must have had to suck up a lot of personal abuse. These days he doesn't lash back as he did in the early years. He speaks understandingly of the people who castigate him, as he did to the media this morning.