But that's just the thing, I don't want to comment on Barry Bonds. It's boring to me, and I don't want to give him the hype. Barry Bonds has just become another sideshow that steals time away from NFL camp reports on Sportscenter. No one even cares that he broke the most sacred record in sports. Everyone just wants this whole debacle to be over.
I was watching Baseball Tonight a little bit last night and they were talking about how many homers Bonds would end up with. They hosts were talking 770-780, and I'm thinking to myself "Are you serious? You mean I have to not only finish this season, but watch two maybe three more seasons of Barry Bonds?" Needless to say, I was not excited about the thought.
Then I remembered seeing old footage of Hank Aaron running the bases, joined by two hippies from the stands, after breaking the Great Bambino's record of 714 HRs. Granted, I didn't witness the event, nor was I even alive when Aaron did it, but the old film says a lot. Here's a guy, Hank Aaron, who did it the right way. He paid his dues and worked his tail off, and in turn he was rewarded. He was, however, threatened with his life for breaking Babe Ruth's record, but that's another story. The bottom line is the vast majority of Americans were thrilled with Aaron's accomplishment.
Now Bonds comes along, and after he hit his 756th, you could almost hear a collected groan from everyone across the country. I know when I first saw it I was silently disappointed. I was still holding out for the career-ending injury for Bonds so he couldn't break the record. But he did it, and now he's the man. At least he did it in San Francisco where people still cheer him. If he would have hit the record-breaking ball anywhere else he probably would have been booed back to the stone age.
Now we live in the aftermath. Bonds continues to hit home runs, and the world continues to hate him. What a shame that baseball has turned into a 9-month-long trainwreck every year. Heroes are discovered to be cheats and frauds, record-breakers are despised and everyone is a suspect. Cynicism runs deep among the fans of the game, and from now on when someone accomplishes something great, the proverbial eyebrow of the skeptic will always raise in disbelief.
So there you have it. Bonds has cemented his place in the annals of baseball history. But no one cares. I predict a very lonely Hall of Fame induction ceremony for the home run king.