Barry Bonds makes me want to vomit. Yeah, he's got talent, but big deal. It takes more than talent to hold the all-time home run record. It takes endurance. Nobody can ever say Bonds has natural endurance, because he's polluted the statistics with his selfish, and presumably ongoing, use of illegal drugs to break a landmark record in baseball.Let's see, where are we now... our federal government is descending into a Sargasso sea of unchecked corruption, 1836 Americans die in New Orleans because the government can't be bothered to give a damn, our international image and credibility has been utterly maligned by our own hand, and the environment is spiraling out of control while self-important money-grubbing nitwits continue to pave over the countryside, and now... Barry Bonds, that lying sack of shit, is going to have his filthy name rang out as the new holder of maybe the most prestigious record in the Great American Sport that defines us.
Egh.
As far as I'm concerned, I do not have to even acknowledge this atrocity. In my mind, Barry Bonds does have a big fat asterisk next to his name. As a matter of fact, it follows him all over the baseball diamond every night. Everything he does is infected with his guilt, and illuminated by that bright red asterisk following him everywhere he goes. Long may it shine!
And long may 755 Steroid Free Home Runs be the benchmark for honest sluggers to be compared against.
