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Barry Bonds

July 26, 2007 by Jack Steiner 3 Comments

In a past life I had a dream of becoming a sports writer. In part it was due to the influence of Jim Murray. The man could take words and make them sing and dance in such a beautiful way. I am not half the writer he was, not even close to one quarter. But the nice thing about writing is that is one of those skills that can improve with age and with practice.

The same is not necessarily true of hitting a 90 MPH fastball. There comes a point in time in which your skills begin to diminish and you are no longer able to do what you once did. Most baseball players begin to see this change some time in their mid to late thirties. Rarely do you see their skills begin to improve.

Barry Bonds seems to be the exception to the rule.

As a fan of the game I’d like to celebrate this. I’d like to look at Barry with a mix of awe and envy and wish that I could do what he does. The problem is that I cannot.

I cannot because he plays for the hated Giants and as a Dodger fan that is not something you do. Ask a Sox fan if he’d like to get a Bucky Dent jersey and see how he responds and you’ll get a sense of what it means. As an aside most Sox fans I know never speak of Dent without using the middle name they gave him, Bucky F*ing Dent.

But it is more than team loyalty that prevents me from trying to appreciate Bonds. By all accounts he is a surly and often obnoxious man that walks around like he has a chip on his shoulder. The persona he portrays to the public is not one of affection.

Still, that is only part of the equation. When I add in another factor it becomes even tougher to really get behind him.

Steroids.

And the truth is that part of me feels badly about that because I don’t see it as a black and white issue. Bonds played during a time that can be called the steroid era. It is a given that the explosion in home runs we witnessed is not just due to bigger players, league expansion or other soft ball explanations.

Bonds has never admitted to taking steroids and to the best of my knowledge no one has proven that he has taken them either. In theory one should be innocent until proven guilty, but that doesn’t apply everywhere.

And here is what we know. Major League Baseball hasn’t embraced him. He is on the verge of breaking one of the greatest records in the game and people don’t want to talk about it. Hank Aaron refuses to attend or acknowledge it and until recently the commissioner has refused to discuss whether he would try to be in attendance when Bonds breaks the record.

The lack of support from within the MLB bothers me. I think that it speaks volumes about this. It is just disappointing to see Bonds do this. I had always kind of hoped that Junior would do it.
I suppose that it is still possible that he might, but that seems like a bit of a stretch now.

The one thing I know for certain is that records are made to be broken. Bonds will have his time in the limelight. Regardless of whether he took steroids or not he is one of the great players of the game, I’ll grant him that. But sooner or later someone like A-Rod will come along and take the record away.

I just hope that whoever does it has more to show for themselves than Bonds.

Filed Under: Baseball

It Gives Me Goosebumps

June 20, 2007 by Jack Steiner Leave a Comment

I love the scene in the video below.

Here is a link to the trailer for the movie. Here is a link to the post that initiated all this. And since we are talking baseball here is a link to a clip from Field of Dreams.

Filed Under: Baseball, Videos

Thank You Jackie Robinson

April 15, 2007 by Jack Steiner 2 Comments

I have been mulling over how to honor Jackie Robinson because today is the 60 year anniversary of his breaking into the major leagues.

I am not old enough to have seen Jackie play but I wish that I could have. It must have been incredible to see him steal home.

However I am old enough to understand the significance of what he did and to appreciate the tremendous courage and strength he possessed.

Philly.com has a series called Remembering Jackie Robinson that I urge you to read.

Here is another link to a series of information about him.

Thank you Jackie.

Filed Under: Baseball, History, Politics

Vin Scully- The Greatest Baseball Announcer Ever

March 26, 2007 by Jack Steiner 4 Comments

As a native of Los Angeles I have been privileged to listen to some of the greatest announcers you could ever find, Dick Enberg, Chick Hearn and the great Vin Scully. I could easily dedicate an entire post to each man in which I could laud their skill and their ability to paint a picture with words, but it is Spring Training now and that means baseball.

And if you are talking about baseball you have to think of Vin Scully. Scully is an artist. He is a virtuoso, a true wordsmith and he doesn’t suffer from the problems that so many other announcers have. He is able to tell stories without detracting from the game. He knows when to speak and when not to speak.

At a later date I might write a longer post praising Scully but right now I want to go in a different direction and share a memory.

The year is 2001. It is a warm summer evening and my seven month old son is teething. Inside the condo I am doing all that I can to try and ease his pain. I sing, I dance, I give him a teething ring to gnaw on. The singing and dancing are so bad he screams louder. I think that his eyes and ears hurt now too.

I am exhausted. Normally I have help but not this night. Smart man that I am, I have sent his mother out for some girly fun. I figured that it would be fun to hang out and do “man stuff” together. Now I realize that at seven months he can’t do all that much, but I figure you are never too young to start learning.

Eventually I turn on the stereo and hope that I can find some music to soothe our nerves. Lo and behold the unit is set to the Dodger’s home station and the game is on. To be honest I can’t remember who they were playing or what the score was.

What I do remember is that almost as soon as Scully started talking my son stopped crying. He lay there with his head on my shoulder and together we let Vinny take us to Dodger stadium. It was a magic moment and a special memory that I’ll always have.

(Here are a couple of links to some Scully clips:
From The Radio Hall of Fame and announcing Koufax’s perfect game.)

Filed Under: Baseball, Children

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