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A longtime Giants fan reflects on the coming Barry Bonds train wreck -- and the unflattering mirror his case holds up to our morality.
  • Who will do the right thing?

    Let me congratulate Mr. Kamiya on a well-written article from a (much needed) different perspective on the Bonds debacle.

    The question left unanswered is: if this is going to be the problem of Pandora's box proportions that Kamiya says it will be, who's going to step up and be the adult here? It seems to be the unwritten question which Kamiya is begging someone, anyone, to resolve.

    Bonds? Forget it. His man/boy psych 101 emotional issues, obvious contributors to his ability to put himself in such physical and psychological danger in order to further a career that was pretty special before the steroids, will not allow him to stop himself.

    The Giants? Nope. They've already mortgaged so much talent to keep Bonds, virtually the only thing keeping the seats filled at their park, that, like a junkie too far into the system to know they're lost, would need a serious intervention to stop them from "using" at this point.

    MLB? They would seem like the most obvious candidate, but it seems that they are content to look the other way and hand-wring over idiotic crap like Pete Rose. Perhaps their plan is to eternally snub Bonds (like Rose) in his professional afterlife, robbing him of respectability in his fame-deprived old-age?

    So this leaves us with the fans. The vast majority of us have already voiced our displeasure at Bonds; witness the polls Kamiya cites. The thing is, most of us MLB fans are not about to boycott our teams to purge the Giants of their problem.

    So I guess it comes down to Giants fans. Are you satisfied that this proud franchise will be decimated upon Bonds' inevitable retirement? Are you, much like the President and this Republican congress (got to get in the political angle), willing to destroy everything you hold dear for fleeting, temporary excitement? Excitement that could easily be replaced by something like a World Series title, an increasingly unlikely outcome as long as the cancer named Barry Bonds is on your team?

    Mr. Kamiya - the choice is yours.