Barry Bonds is bearing down on history and Bud Selig is making a fool of himself.
Both speak volumes about the state of major league baseball.
For years now, Bonds has been investigated for everything from taking illegal substances to income tax evasion, and grand juries have even been asked to nail him for perjury.
So far, nothing – and on the field he has continued a career that leaves his peers shaking their heads.
Selig is the commissioner of baseball, a man who insisted in the late ’90s that steroids wasn’t an issue. He has brought in George Mitchell to investigate and put in penalities for abusers – all far too late to save the game’s image.
Now, Bonds is on the brink of catching and surpassing Hank Aaron’s all-time home run record, arguably as big a record as there is in the game.
And Selig insists he’s ‘not sure’ if he’ll be on hand to watch it.
Stupid, stupid, stupid. And avoidable.
What the commish could easily have done is, say, visit San Francisco the next few games. If Bonds didn’t do the deed, he could explain that – much as he’d like to stay – he simply could not follow one man or one team for an extended period of time.
It would have been gracious, the kind of sentiment baseball is in need of today.
Instead, we have what’s viewed in public as a feud between the man who runs baseball and the player who should own it, but probably never will.
Way to screw up the moment, guys.