Now I've nothing against the chap personally, and winning a cycle race which paints the line between genius and insanity as thin as it could possibly be is a remarkable achievement - unless of course your name is Lance Armstrong.
But the bluster about this year's Olympics, and sport in general has been about legacy... and what a bloody legacy Mr Wiggins has left us. Encouraging untold numbers to suddenly develop an enthusiasm for cycling, clogging up our roads and pavements - turning most of the UK into a larger version of Oxford. Copious untrained and hopeless cyclists have noticeably inundated our transport network since his win and the Olympics (though of course they have been absent when we had a dose of global warming).
So thanks a bunch Mr Wiggins...hope you lose.