Screw you, Barry
(NOTE: This is a post I hoped I'd never write, especially not on my birthday. But it needs to be done.)
Barry Bonds hit his 715th home run the other day, surpassing Babe Ruth for the #2 spot on the list of all-time home run hitters.
I have only one thing to say about this:
Barry Bonds hit his 715th home run the other day, surpassing Babe Ruth for the #2 spot on the list of all-time home run hitters.
I have only one thing to say about this:
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Anyone with any knowledge of baseball and/or an ounce of common sense knows that Bonds reached these lofty heights by cheating. The infuriating part is that Bonds was already one of the all-time greats before he bulked himself into a Frankensteinian freak of nature. Bonds was a brilliant all-around player who could hit, run and field. Now he's the mother of all power hitters; strong as an ox and twice as slow. Once a great fielder, his defensive skills are a complete joke.
Bonds was a lock for the Hall of Fame to begin with, but his name should be followed by the world's biggest asterisk until his offenses can be proven, and it should be forever banned from baseball once they are. This is a sad day for baseball.
To ease my own frustration, I submit to the world two creations of my own design. What better way to commemorate this event than with some artificial monstrosities?
Anyone with any knowledge of baseball and/or an ounce of common sense knows that Bonds reached these lofty heights by cheating. The infuriating part is that Bonds was already one of the all-time greats before he bulked himself into a Frankensteinian freak of nature. Bonds was a brilliant all-around player who could hit, run and field. Now he's the mother of all power hitters; strong as an ox and twice as slow. Once a great fielder, his defensive skills are a complete joke.
Bonds was a lock for the Hall of Fame to begin with, but his name should be followed by the world's biggest asterisk until his offenses can be proven, and it should be forever banned from baseball once they are. This is a sad day for baseball.
To ease my own frustration, I submit to the world two creations of my own design. What better way to commemorate this event than with some artificial monstrosities?
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Two postscripts:
1. Once again, Photoshop is a boy's best friend.
2. Decent online pictures of Frankenstein are surprisingly hard to come by.
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