Unless you live under a rock, or are lacking TV, internet and any ability to get a newspaper, Barry Bonds hit a home run for the 756th time last night. I’m not a big enough baseball fan to fully appreciate the weight of this record but my boyfriend is and he has offered some insight into why Barry deserves a little bit of credit.
As my boyfriend contends, just because you take steroids does not mean you automatically hit home runs. One must still have the eye for the ball. A player must have that skill. Steroids is an advantage but not an automatic.
He also suggests that Barry was still hitting home runs before his insane bulk-up. Sure, they were just making it over the fence whereas they are now super-powered out of the park. But a home run is a home run.
I’ll admit, hand-eye coordination is something I have never had. You should’ve seen me when I was a baton twirler in my youth. I’m sure it was hysterically funny to watch me toss that baton into the air and then run for cover. Hitting a tiny baseball with a skinny bat is well beyond my skill. I probably couldn’t hit a basketball with a bat.
As for Barry, he might be a cheating cheater but records are pointless nowadays anyway. Right? For a cigar-smoking fat ass like Babe Ruth to hit 714, now that’s a feat.