Baseball, Bonds and Biceps

It is opening day for Major League Baseball! The sun is shining, hotdogs are on the grill to give us our first taste of that ballpark flavor, and Barry Bonds is in court. Bonds is on trial for perjury, obstruction of justice, and is accused of lying when he told a federal grand jury that he did not knowingly use performance-enhancing drugs. The prosecution, which should be completed early next week, has three remaining witnesses. The defense will then be given the opportunity to present their side. Regardless of when and how the trial ends, Bonds will most likely never recover from this. His arrogant and lackadaisical attitude toward the justice system has done nothing to improve his already diminished public image. For Bonds, all this could have been avoided very easily by publishing a book. It’s the perfect way to take the lowest “high road” possible. Admitting to what he did through an author who has the ability to articulate and skew his words in a tell-all story about how he really was a victim of an ongoing trend or just a small piece of a bigger puzzle (coughJoseCansecocough). But don’t worry Barry, you still have a chance to beat this. Just “misremember” (coughRogerClemenscough) and become the hitting coach of your old team (coughMarkMcGwirecough). Excuse me, I have a tickle in my throat.