Major League Drugs

Looking over the list of "enhanced" players over the past decade or so, hoping not to run into names of any favorite players. No Omar, no Alomar brothers. Only some transient All-Stars popped into view: David Justice and David Segui made a couple of stops in Cleveland to collect some fancy paychecks and then move on to better sources of money and drugs.

Roger Clemens -- words cannot express my disgust! When I think of all the games he won by overpowering his opponents, all the while pumping himself full of various cheating potions. Everything he touched is now suspect. What a colossal ego, to risk the integrity of his sport (not to mention his health) on banned substances.

If this is what the public really wants, to see athletes unnaturally pumped up into comic book super hero figures, then there really should be two leagues: The League of Artificially Enhanced Players and the Major League Naturals.

Post season takes over my life

Don't expect long blogging entries as the play-offs continue on. This is not the middle of summer, a time when baseball on the radio becomes the soundtrack playing behind days spent working in the garden.

In October, every game and every pitch, is of the utmost importance. There's no use trying to sit at a computer and rant about politicians ruining the land. Instead, we must plant ourselves firmly in front of the television, with plenty of cushions to clutch and squeeze as tensions mount. A beverage or two close at hand, we yell at the umps and cheer every Yankee strike out.

Now -- three days to get things done before another series begins. Oh wait -- the NLC begins Thursday and the Rockies vs the Diamondbacks is a very intriguing match-up, plus National League baseball is so much more interesting to watch.

Meanwhile, go Tribe!