You know what? And I'm sure you couldn't care less, but A-Rod is too precious. He admits the steroid use, but says it was too hot in the summer and felt "the weight of the world" so he had to take the steroids. We all have excuses (I've got my own. I blame the sun, too, as well as my 57-year-old deltoids, the crummy lie behind a tree after an otherwise manly drive, etc.)
For all his amazing talents, Rodriguez is breathtakingly silly. Maybe it's just me, but I would have told everybody to go to hell. Yeah, I took 'em. Sue me. The stuff works.
Nevertheless, spare me that the rules of major league baseball did not ban them. The MLB does not trump the laws of the United States. It is illegal to to ingest these drugs without a prescription. My 79-year-old mother proclaimed steroids a wonder drug after a doctor prescribed them for her injured hip. She hit no home runs last year, but was able to walk around New York when she came to visit.
Of course, Rodriguez took them. They work. Why does he have to pretend to fools like me who are sports fans that it matters. So what? Hey, if the right guard for the Buffalo Bills, whoever he is, made a key block to spring a running back for a touchdown and somebody told us he was a bit too muscular because of steroids, I'm sure the fans upstate would proclaim "there is no gambling at Bushwood, sir." Right.
The right guard and Bills fans would laugh.
Joe Torre's book is right. The guy's a bit consumed with himself. I'm thrilled, though, that he wants to help kids.
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