Don't rain on my parade

Ok so here is the truth about Barry Bonds...he is guilty as sin. However the recent "press coverage overload" of Bonds has caused somthing I have dubbed "the victim perpetrator effect." What I mean by this is that because Bonds is getting so much press, he appears extremely guilty, which he is, however, the coverage is making it out like he is the only one who has done steroids. There are probably hundreds of baseball players out there who have done it and perhaps still may be doing it. Now, one of the reasons this is a big deal with Bonds is because he is about to break Hank Aaron's homerun record, a record that should have an * next to it if he does break it. However all of this mumbo jumbo brings me back to a week ago when I was at the home opener for the Atlanta Braves with 13 of my closest friends. We had a great time tailgating. We got to the ball park abot 2 hours before the game and when we arrived, we pulled down the tail gate on Rick's flatbed, whipped out the cooler and the grill and ate and drank till our hearts' content. Then we wondered into the game for first pitch and watched the Braves win against the Phillies 5 to 3. It was an amazing experience.[The picture above was taken at that game, at our tailgating party.] However now that baseball has become a "who did it and who did not do it" with all of the steriods the game is staring to lose its flare with me. I remember as a kid my dad watched all sports, but football had too many rules and I could not keep with basketball, but I wanted to to hang with my dad always...but when the baseball games came on, I could follow those. Then as I got older I began to play softball. The passion for the hobby lasted all the way through highschool. Now today, nothing thrills me more than a game of baseball. So I beg of you Bonds, and any of you other juicers out there, its fine with me if you ruin the game for yourselves, but don't ruin the game for me.