Monday, February 09, 2009

A'roid Bares All

Or is it A'fraud? Whatever the term, the last 'clean' contestant for Bonds' sullied home run title has now reached the skids. Lord, things just keep spiraling down the ole commode here in America, don't they? Mr. Rod explained:
"Back then, [baseball] was a different culture," Rodriguez said. "It was very loose. I was young, I was stupid, I was naïve.
Blah, blah, blah. When one mans up they normally provide no excuses. Loosey-goosey era? What next, blaming Bush?

The game has already suffered enough damage at the hands of McGwire and Sosa, and recently Bonds and Clemens. My confidence that Albert Pujols has accomplished his greatness without performance enhancement is slipping away by the day along with a once-passionate love for the game. Thanks Bud Selig, you putz. Get an independent commissioner, now.

OK, in light of the current troubles here's a candidate for Major League training camps. Professor Clovis plays a mean shortstop, using his cat-like reflexes to snag yarn balls hit deep in the hole. His hitting is a little weak but his strike zones is minuscule and he's hard to nab in a run-down.

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