So the WBC (World’s Biggest Cheater) finally hit number 755 Saturday night to tie the great Henry Aaron. And with that, I’ve officially given major league baseball my last dime, and my last minute of attention. Let me know how the season turns out. I told my friends this is what I’d do, and I’m doing it. No more baseball until they fix this Bonds mess. Preferably with jail time.
Not long ago, a friend asked me, “why do they even pitch to the guy? If he’s so hated, why not just walk him every time until the guy just quits?”
I have the answer to that. Bonds hit his homer last night against a little known reliever named Clay Hensley. Hensley’s claim to fame? Two years ago, he himself was suspended for steroids while in the minors. Nice, huh? He’s a guy that wouldn’t mind giving up that dinger, because he’s a guy who wouldn’t give two twits about Bonds using ‘roids, about Bonds increasing his head size after the age of 30 by using human growth hormone. He doesn’t care, because he’s a cheater, too.
Baseball. Used to be great. Sad.
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Kevin Lowe
// Aug 8, 2007 at 4:23 am
I still love baseball. But admittedly, the whole Bonds steroids issue has tainted the game. He broke the record tonight. I just hope he doesn’t get to hold onto it for as long as Aaron did. Perhaps A Rod, or Pujols will dethrone him eventually.
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