Why am I not surprised?
First, the national pastime brought us Mark McGwyre, bulked up on steroids, to save the game after th 1994 strike with a “record”-setting 70 home runs. Wow, and then Sammy Sosa chipped in with three seasons of 60 HRs or more–and a corked bat!
What’s next?
It’s in the Hall of Fame in Cooperstown, attesting to the bravery and dedication of a pitcher who should’ve been convalescing in a hospital, not pitching in the postseason.
What is it?
It’s Boston pitcher Curt Schilling’s bloody sock from 2004. Problem is, that wasn’t blood but paint, according to catcher Doug Mirabelli, as reported by BoSox announcer Gary Thorne.
Of course, after Thorne outed the scam on radio, Mirabelli recanted and the rats returned to the sinking ship to circle the yardarms.
Too late.
What we should’ve suspected all along–the fakery of it all–has now been exposed. Why, for instance, during the telecast of those games didn’t the size of the blood stain grow? Did Schilling just bleed once and then stop bleeding even though he pitched several hard innings?
Ah, the Bud Selig era. My bet is that Bill Clinton was Selig’s perfect ideal of a president.
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