Is Alex Rodriguez the biggest gazillionaire phony who ever walked to the plate? It's times like these that make me wish I had become a lawyer. What litigator out there wouldn't have skewered him on cross-examination?
In a way, I think he's right about being young and stupid, because he is still a boy who wants it both ways. The guy had a chance to knock it out of the park like a beer league softball player, but chose instead to insult the sporting public by insisting that if he had only gone to school instead of accepting a king's ransom to play a little boy's game we all love he might have not let his cousin drill his butt with a drug to give him a "dramatic energy boost."
He didn't think he took this supplement because it makes one's muscles stronger, enabling a man of his tremendous skills to hit more home runs? No. He took it because the cruel world made him miss out on the 7:30 a.m. Shakespeare class that would have turned him around like it did so many of us.
What a baby. Most everyone's life is embarrassing. Well, mine is anyway, and I won't bore you with the details unless you insist and I've had a few cocktails.
I would have respected the guy if he just said: "Yeah I did it, a reporter found out, so sue me. The Yankees still owe me for nine more years, there is no god and you don't have to love me."
But, hey Alex, lucky me has to get some rest before my life-changing botany mid-term in the morning.
No comments:
Post a Comment