Why this whole Barry Bonds issue haunts me, I can’t explain. There’s something so disingenuous about it. Some people feel that this wasn’t cheating because there were no rules against it. But if men played a game the same way for over a hundred years — and when I say the same way, I mean, games were won and lost based on skill, strategy, and god-given talent — then, suddenly, a liquid in a syringe gives some of these men superhuman strength, whether there are laws written against it or not, it’s cheating. If you have to hide these needles in your locker and buy this crap on the sly, then you know what you’re doing is wrong.

I promise that I will eventually tire of this subject, but segments like the one below and the fact that a fraud is about the become a king keep me chomping at the bit, hoping that justice will eventually become the victor.