“If you ain’t cheatin’, you ain’t tryin’.”
So Alex Rodriguez allegedly tested positive for steroids in 2003. Forgive me for not being able to muster much surprise. I seem to have misplaced my anger. I’ve spent so much of both over baseball’s steroid issues that I can barely expend the effort anymore.
Sports Center asked in an online poll if the news diminished viewers’ opinon of Rodriquez. Quite frankly my opinion of him was so low to being with, it couldn’t possibly sink much further.
Despite my numbness, I still feel the hurt this inflicts upon baseball. It’s only going to get worse before it gets better. I understand there are legalities in the way, but surely a loophole can be found to release the full list of 104 players who failed the 2003 survey drug tests. Baseball cannot begin the healing process until everything is out there.
But you know what? I don’t care. I can dwell on feeling cheated out of my childhood baseball memories. I can direct my rage at Bud Selig for doing absolutely NOTHING for YEARS when it was very clear there WAS an issue. I can rant about Donald Fehr and the Players Union, drunk on power and hell bent on destroying any sort of balance in the game. But I can’t. I barely followed baseball for several years because of the steroids issue and my feeling of being cheated. I don’t know how forgiving I can be a second time around. I think we all need to grit our teeth and get through it. Fix it, learn from it, and move on.
Bud Selig could learn a lot from Paul Tagliabue. Of all the lessons MLB should be taking from the NFL, steroids is the most important.