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By now, it's apparent no one really knows quite how to deal with Barry Bonds. Even on a night when history was there to be made, there seemed to be a sense of unease about the whole thing.
Thanks to Juan Pierre, everyone has another day to think about it.
The skinny center fielder for the Chicago Cubs spoiled what little party Major League Baseball was planning to give Bonds for tying Babe Ruth's mark of 714 home runs. Pierre's catch postponed the inevitable.
Maybe that will give baseball some time to blow up a few balloons or buy some fireworks for when it really does happen. Or better yet, buy a first-class plane ticket for Bud Selig to come and watch the festivities.
While baseball is at it, maybe it can figure out what is in the ubiquitous garlic fries they sell at Pacific Bell-SBC-AT&T park that make fans continue to embrace a suspect slugger who has never even tried to return their love.
They were eating them by the boxful Tuesday night, stopping only to stand and cheer when Bonds came to the plate. But there seemed something almost perfunctory about the cheers, as if the believers didn't really believe.
On the road, fans chanted ``Balco Barry'' and taunted Bonds by calling him a pumpkin head. They put some effort into every chant, and put even more into every boo.
Aside from one lame ``Barry'' chant early in the game that quickly petered out, Giants fans seemed more eager to be a part of history than they were to bond with Bonds.
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Thanks to Juan Pierre, everyone has another day to think about it.
The skinny center fielder for the Chicago Cubs spoiled what little party Major League Baseball was planning to give Bonds for tying Babe Ruth's mark of 714 home runs. Pierre's catch postponed the inevitable.
Maybe that will give baseball some time to blow up a few balloons or buy some fireworks for when it really does happen. Or better yet, buy a first-class plane ticket for Bud Selig to come and watch the festivities.
While baseball is at it, maybe it can figure out what is in the ubiquitous garlic fries they sell at Pacific Bell-SBC-AT&T park that make fans continue to embrace a suspect slugger who has never even tried to return their love.
They were eating them by the boxful Tuesday night, stopping only to stand and cheer when Bonds came to the plate. But there seemed something almost perfunctory about the cheers, as if the believers didn't really believe.
On the road, fans chanted ``Balco Barry'' and taunted Bonds by calling him a pumpkin head. They put some effort into every chant, and put even more into every boo.
Aside from one lame ``Barry'' chant early in the game that quickly petered out, Giants fans seemed more eager to be a part of history than they were to bond with Bonds.
http://sportsillustrated.netscape.cnn.com/sports/story.jsp?idq=/ff/story/0001%2F20060510%2F1849619498.htm&sc=2010