I guess I’m all caught up in baseball lately, so am probably not quite as music-oriented as usual. (But I will close with an appropriate tune.)
The deadline for non-waiver deals has passed and the number of trades made, coupled with continuing stories about steroids, makes baseball the biggest thing on sports pages this weekend. Of course, that suits me because I’ve been a baseball fan for a long time, even though I could never play the game well. I was big and could hit the ball a mile, but when you seldom make contact it’s sort of irrelevant.
I only have one thing to say about steroids. I am in no way condoning their use — not at all — but I do have a problem with everyone being so surprised and so morally outraged, because they’re ignoring all the past instances of baseball players trying to find an edge. Whether it was Ty Cobb sharpening his spikes, teams trying to steal signs, or countless pitchers applying everything from saliva to Vaseline to the ball, rules have been stretched for as long as baseball has been around.
Cheating is cheating. You can’t wink at all those things and then get all in a huff about chemicals. Just sayin’.