The news about Bonds flashed across one of the screens at Camden Yards during the game last night, but it barely registered a blip in the radar of anyone in the stadium at all.
I realised this morning that it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter that some one who went to some law school for three years decided that Bonds was guilty of lying 30 times or in 30 different ways or some variation or another.
The ultimate punishment is the fact that he remains an unsigned free agent today. He wants to continue playing. And no team will sign him on, despite his career statistics. I find Major League Baseball to be quite forgiving. Look at Gagne’s $10million contract. Any Red Sox fan could tell you that was sheer folly. MLB is full of teams, coaches, and general managers willing to take risks for the hope of a resurgence of a star.
But not Barry. That is one guy no one is willing to gamble on.
That, people, is what I call being judged by a jury of your peers. That is Bonds’ most damning indictment.
.. besides the lawyers?
Seriously, Canseco never impressed me all that much.. given his defense, well, let’s just stop here. On the other hand, I can see saying I want his autograph just to say I have it.
Did anyone get the sense, in this article, that he is still trying to grasp on his five-too-long-minutes of fame?
I’ve alternated between being riveted, annoyed, and bored with the news of Clemens’ testimony on the Capitol.
As anyone who has paid any iota of attention knows, Clemens denies any steroid use, and didn’t give much more.
I’m baffled. Why bother? He is either really stupid or really innocent. And he is capable of either… and of both. To the point that whether he ever used steriods is almost moot because he has continued a turkey dance that became a show in and off itself.
And, I’m just a confounded about this: why are the lawmakers my tax dollars are paying bothering with all this? The country is loosing soldiers’ lives in the Middle East as we speak, the world is showing increasing hatred of American foreign policy, the public’s faith in the government is at really low points, the national budget is at alarming deficits, the investors are panicking about recession, the housing market is at a crisis, social security is almost beyond fixable, and the most important thing on the Hill’s agenda is pondering whether or not the national pasttime stars abuse steriods. I could have just saved them the time and say “yes, they do. Move on.”
Finally, why are we indulging those questionable athletes by letting them keep the spotlight, and sullying the sport more. Leave it along, let the right people deal with it. And let the rest of us look forward to the beginning of a season.
I’ve been relatively quiet on the issue but it’s been sitting in my mind rather heavily lately.
I’ve heard many variations and interpretations of the use of steroids in the current age of sports. Most do not condone it, but some continue with a statement along the lines of “that’s how it is today.” I remember hearing the proposal to put Bonds into Hall of Fame with an asterick by his name to annotate the caveat that he was suspected of steroid use.
I sense a bit of “oh well, that’s just how it is” in the general attitude. And that sense of implicit acceptance irks the **** out of me.
It is not OK to take drugs just to get a better edge over your competitors.
It is not OK to get a “little help” because pressure has become overwhelming.
It is not OK to base your athletic career on something your biology is not designed to do.
It is not OK to profit off that lie.
It is not OK to let yourself become a model for young kids as a drug user.
It is not OK to give prospective athletes the impression that they need to take growth hormones.
It is not OK to drive athletes to believe they need to follow your example.
It is not OK to think you can get away with it.
It is not OK to be unprofessional and unsportmanship, and, to me, above everything else, steroid-using athletes have done just that and poisoned the notion of how an athlete plays and competes with grace, dedication, and hard work. Those athletes have bring a dark reputation to their world. Shame, shame on them.
– A-Rod still wears pinstripes despite the very public drama in turning down the first offer from Yankees. And concludes with what could become the biggest contract in baseball history, toppling the existing record holder, also for A-Rod with the Rangers.
I am boggled out of my mind. I don’t even know what all that money looks like. I can’t wrap my mind around the concept of $275 million. What I find truly ironic, though, is the length. A-Rod is 32, merely one year younger than our popular third baseman Lowell. Lowell, on the other hand, can’t agree with the Sox on length of contract. Fans, professionals alike are all speculating whether a 33 year old is worth the risk of a four year contract. And A-Rod plumb lands a 10 year commitment. Granted, A-Rod has had a far more impressive and consistent run of performance than Lowell. But ten years? Hey, if the Yankees want him, they are the only ones who can afford him.
– It’s always a disappointing moment when drug scandals arise. And while Barry Bonds’ indictment doesn’t come as a surprise by this point, no one can cheer when American’s national pasttime becomes a shame. I really can’t find much more to say on this matter.