Showing posts with label MLB. Show all posts
Showing posts with label MLB. Show all posts

Saturday, August 1, 2009

a Rose by any other name


So a few more names dropped off the 100-plus PED user list from around 2003. We already knew about Manny Ramirez... and David 'Big Papi' Ortiz showed up too. Predictably, people are once again quaking in their wingtips, and even saying that the Boston Red Sox need to give back their '04 & '07 rings.

Fans who follow the game closely, or claim they do, are less and less concerned about the whole issue. The ones most outraged about Ortiz and Ramirez are people who hate the Red Sox. They always thought that it was strange that the Yankees appeared to be getting picked on and witch-hunted.

Proof that fans only care when it's a team other than them.

Now it's flipped 180 degrees. And it's hard to believe that this isn't some kind of plan. Why these two names; why this team and none other? Does anyone really think this is an accident? And while we're asking questions: where are all the West Coast teams on this list? I suppose only northeastern baseball players use performance-enhancers.

One day, major professional sports are going to allow human growth hormones/PEDs. They're already coming into everyday society, like it or not. Doctors will figure a way to keep us healthier and living longer, and they will naturally trickle into sports.

Hearing this destroys the serious baseball fan, heretoforementioned as the Purist. The Purist is an endangered species; more than that, he's obsolete. Especially the ones who happen to be part of the media.

The fans just want to be entertained, no matter what, Purist says with curled lip. (As if this is a bad thing.) This was proven the day after Ortiz's name appeared in the sports section at the end of July, when Big Papi hit a homer. The crowd stood nearly unanimously and cheered.

The Purist treats the game of baseball as his blankie. He's going down fighting. He takes it personally when players use. Noted baseball fan George Will said of Barry Bonds in 2006, "Most people who care about baseball wish that Bonds had never played and hope he never does again." Here's hoping Will lives long enough to see Spider-Man's head on the bases, the outfield grass cut in a webbing lattice, and the Green Goblin throwing out the first pitch.

As late as December '07, baseball egghead Tim Kurkjian said of NY Yankee Andy Pettite: "A guy who used HGH a couple of times [is different from] using anabolic steroids. HGH helps in recovery. It doesn't make you bigger and stronger technically so I would be really surprised if a suspension followed this..."

The egghead may be overcooked. Just read that statement, and feel the Need To Believe in the game floating within. (And remember that Pettite, like every other user to date, lied repeatedly, inexorably leaking the truth as he was smacked with evidence.) Will and Kurkjian sound like little boys who got that blankie snatched. Is HGH/PED using cheating, or isn't it? Does it depend on who the appointed grandmasters of baseball personally like? Who decides any of this? You do.
But while we're in this moment, smelling the dying roses of summer, I am looking ahead to modern players' Hall of Fame considerations. The obvious issue of legacy is waiting for them, and for us. Will we still have the scent of Pete Rose hanging around?

There's a direct line from Pete Rose's lifetime suspension for betting on baseball (while still a dugout manager), straight to PED users. Even casual fans know that the lifeblood of baseball is streaked with things that don't line up with its All-American, noble athlete, mom n' apple pie image.

Spitballs and illegally-cut baseballs. Upper pills back in the 1970s. Corked bats. Sign-stealing. The issue of wholesale segregation up until the mid-20th century.

I'm sure I've left a few items off that list. And cheating won't ever be washed out of baseball, no matter how many tests players take. No matter how red-faced the old-timers get about modern hardball. Baseball is only noble on the outside--in the minds of nostalgics. It's like a weird, slightly-too-ripe fruit that'll crumble with a good whack of the bat. Hmm, kinda reads like I'm describing most people's idea of America. Or of humanity.

The major difference is that Pete Rose's mistakes came as a manager. The integrity was missing, but he didn't change stats or outcomes. PED users (and the other cheaters mentioned above) have done it as players.

The irony is, if not for Charlie Hustle's arrogance toward his questioners and accusers... if, to get in his head a moment, he'd just admitted guilt even if he thought it was wrong to do so... he'd be a HOFer already. We like to build people into emperors, and then we like to tear them to shreds. And we especially love it when they 'bare their souls.'

If that means anything anymore. Public apologies and visible victimhood are just more commodities. Another way to get people looking at you. And hopefully buying whatever it is you're selling.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

No Speakee

The names are still falling from the sky like bird shit. Big names--only the big names. There will be a few more trickling out over the next year.
Predictable and kinda funny. Like Sammy Sosa preparing for another walk through a testimonial minefield. Sosa walked the legal line in 2005, almost as well as he lined sixty-plus homers in three straight seasons--something no other player has ever done. "To be clear, I've never taken illegal performance-enhancing drugs," Sosa told the gub-mint. It was technically true. And it was the gub-mint in front of him. They don't care about honesty anyway, not until reporters come around. The gub-mint is all about technical truth. Find a hidey-hole in that law; they are the best at this game, because they write the books.
The major league players' union got their humps kicked back in February 09, when the A-Rod story broke. Maybe the union is negligent in letting this leak. They don't protect their players. Looks like that was true. The union has failed again. People like HOF pitcher Goose Gossage are saying, "Screw it--just tell us all of the names at once."
This is more evidence, if needed, that baseball isn't football. When Patriots coach Bill Belichick ran up against Spygate, remember how quickly Commissioner Goodell moved to bury the tapes. TOO quick, some might say. But you have to admire the NFL's efficiency. It was third-and-long, and Goodell converted.
Speaking about Sosa, ESPN's Sportsnation asks, "Unlike the A-Rod situation, could this be classified as 'well, duh' news?" This question puzzles me. Since when was Alex Rodriguez's name being linked to PEDs a 'well, duh?'
Some sports talking heads and journalists (not the same thing) keep saying "we were all fooled" when talking about Mark McGwire, Sosa, Barry Bonds, and so on. But the 'we' they mean is Them.
Once Rafael Palmiero got dragged in the wake of this, you knew no player was off-limits from suspicion. You knew that it wasn't just the top 1% of players using performance-enhancers--it was the very good players, too. And the just-makin'-it players, and the Triple A players with all likelihood, and maybe even those big sausages that race between innings.
We don't know who did what. Keep in mind that the idea of pitchers benefitting from PEDs is still fairly recent. At first, we all assumed it was mostly the sluggers. Turns out they were just the most visible.
Nearly every big-timer of the last two decades has been either suspiciously evasive, or a proven augmenter. So by the start of the 2008 season, there were about five players on the so-called innocent list. A-Rod. Derek Jeter. Albert Pujols. Manny Ramirez.
That list is now halved. Pujols isn't on the radar, but then, neither was Rodriguez a few years ago. And baseball's golden boy, Jeter?
People like Peter Gammons say of Jeter, "that's still the one name that would surprise me." This seems to be the prevailing theme, online and in casual convos with fans. I've got to wonder why they still feel this way. Why would they be surprised? How could any name shake you by this point?
Only the youngest stars are squeaky-clean. So far. They have the advantage of fresh starts. Evan Longoria. David Wright. Prince Fielder. Joba Chamberlain. Jacoby Ellsbury. Baseball's old guard, like the smarmy Bob Costas, will hang their derbies on this idea, this hope--that the newest and best will prove clean.
Be sure not to fall for this. Any real baseball fan or player knows that the game has quietly allowed cheating, in whatever form, since its inception.