This is from Sports Illustrated, Jan. 15, 2008. Full story here: sportsillustrated.cnn.com/2008/magazine/01/15/sins.of.a.father012…
Sins of a Father
Corey Gahan was a champion in-line skater at 13. Then his dad put him on a regimen of steroids and HgH
Corey suspected that he was “doing something wrong,” but he trusted his dad and his trainer.
The kid hated needles. But it hardly mattered. About once a week he’d roll up his sleeve, expose his shoulder and feel the cold metal plunge into what little muscle he had there. He would scrunch up his face as if he had smelled something foul and often close his eyes until the contents of the syringe emptied into his bloodstream. Then he could return to his PlayStation 2.
The injections had started in 2002, when Corey Gahan was one of the top in-line skaters in the world for his age group. At first the shots contained B-12 vitamins; soon he began receiving human growth hormone as well, and later steady doses of steroids in the form of synthetic testosterone. Both his father and his trainer, Corey says, assured him that the shots were for the best. If it stung like a bitch when the needle pierced his skin, the payoff would come when he zoomed past the competition on the track.
The prick of the needle was accompanied by a pinch of guilt; it felt, as Corey puts it, “like I was doing something wrong.” But he believed in his dad, a charismatic and fiercely ambitious former high school wrestler. He also trusted his trainer, a bodybuilder who acted like a big brother. Besides, what did Corey know about the substances being injected into his body? “Testosterone cypionate, it’s just a word,” he says. “It doesn’t have a meaning. At least not when you’re 13.”