I really haven’t gotten into baseball whatsoever in the past couple of years, and given that I caught every game I could and ingrained radio broadcasts into me my whole life prior, I have to assume that my pause from it is temporary.I know the game, though. I remember Bonds when he was a lanky lad silent-type player with the Pirates. The Pirates, in those days, brought up players for the first three years of their careers and developed them. Bonds’ performance was pretty good–very good, in fact.Fans now aren’t excited. I’m not. I don’t feel anybody will refresh our memories about just how great Aaron was–he hit, run, had pop in the bat, played in old County Stadium when the Braves were from Milwaukee……and Bonds, well, he’s got the numbers, and had terrific numbers–base stealing, total hits, decent batting average……it’s the steroid thing. The commissioner isn’t interested in addressing it, so Bond will be heralded, and won’t have an asterix by the end of the season and of his career. He correctly figures that well, if McGuire and Sosa competed while they were juiced, well, to hammer down on Bonds wouldn’t be fair. Fine.We’ll all see, though, that the Hall of Fame committee, the writers, know how things work–and how things ought not work. McGuire won’t ever get in. Dotto Sosa.Bonds in hall? Yep. He’s got the numbers, all right. It may well take the committee quite a while to make up their minds. They know the game.

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