Monday, February 09, 2009

I thought I was ARod's biggest fan ...

It appears otherwise:

"In baseball, we love our numbers. And we love our heroes. And that brings us to Alex Rodriguez, a man who has committed a crime he doesn't even understand:

A crime against the once-proud history of his sport."

This history is prouder than ever. Aaron and Maris were booed by their contemporaries, but now they're more popular than ever.


"But they knew what the number 60 meant. They knew what 61 meant. They knew who Babe Ruth was. And they knew this was a phenomenon that linked Mark McGwire to the Bambino, that linked now to then, that linked this America to that America.

That's what the home run record used to mean in our land.

That's what baseball used to mean.

But not anymore.

And that's the crime here. That's the tragedy. That's what we've lost.


We've lost the opportunity for Alex Rodriguez to restore that: the meaning. The relevance. The power. The romance.


He held that opportunity in his hands. And now it's gone.

He was the one man on the planet with the chance to resuscitate the greatest record in sports. He was the one man on the planet with the chance to rebuild his sport's sacred bridge to the glory days."

What the heck is the matter with you people?

If it bothers you so much, then hitch your hopes and dreams to Albert Pujols. Or Ryan Howard. Or Evan Longoria.

Maybe Josh Hamilton will ... what is it he's going to do? ... he's going to "rebuild the sport's sacred bridge to the glory days."

If he takes enough amphetamines to help him get the competitive edge. Since steroids are illegal.

Let's suppose one of these players breaks Bonds's record and does it without steroids.

So freakin' what? What does that prove? Steroids were never used in baseball? Or we just can conveniently ignore their existence?

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