Confessing a bad thing, or does Barry Bonds have a target on his steroid-swelled back?
Russ Springer, I'd like your autograph. You are a man of action. You had a goal, and you accomplished it.
Phil Garner, bravo, but y'all DO know that the 'roids can cause violent impulses, right? So you're lucky you didn't get a bat cracked over your head.
I know it's not nice for me to feel this way. I've had stern talks with myself, and yet--
I still feel this way. I mean, yes, Russ, you could've accomplished the same thing with rolling the ball to the catcher four times, and I really don't want you to aim at the Juicer's head or anything, but still, a small smile crossed my face when that first pitch went behind his back.
I wish every pitcher would make sure Mr. Cheaterpants gets nothing to swing his drug-addled bat at. I mean, really, Babe Ruth did it the old-fashioned way-- bat speed and a heft brought about by a love of food and beer.