A New A-Roid Era?
I can’t lie…I stole the title from an old college classmate, Jon Duke.
When news leaked earlier this week about Alex Rodriguez’s sordid past and alleged steroid use I’m not going to lie…as a rabid Red Sox fan my heart did a little leap in my chest. I can’t quite explain it, I know nothing about A-Rod. But when he shunned my boys in blue and red, well, he shunned an entire nation and I just can’t stand for that.
Now that the story has been confirmed my heart fell. I’ve watched in horror the past year as I learned that childhood heroes and pedestalled ball players fell as well. It isn’t just the drug use, that part surprisingly doesn’t hurt as much. It’s the need to use performance enhancing drugs. I mean, some were blatently obvious…Barry Bonds’ bicep is seriously larger than my head! However, though I do rather loathe him for completely petty team infighting reasons, I still hoped deep down for better.
A-Rod was the last titan at the bat from recent history to be brought down. The bridge has been broken, the dream shattered, Mighty Casey has struck out.
While on the topic I will also note this may be the best commentary I’ve seen this week on Michael Phelps. Is his pot smoking a little bit of a gut punch to the apple pie-sm of America? Yes, most definitely. Is he drunk and falling out of cars with crotch shots at paparazzi or swearing belligerently at a pool hand for getting being in his pool? Personally, with the amount of fame and pressure the poor kid has foisted on him, I’m amazed a bong at a party is the worst we’ve seen from him.
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