As you may or may not have heard, the evidence in the upcoming perjury trial of Barry Bonds was unsealed yesterday, and includes a number of positive drug tests. And, really, my main reaction was “Oh, thank God.”
It’s not that I’m enthusiastic about hearing steroids-in-baseball talk again, but the alternative was most likely another day of talk about Michael Phelps’s unfortunate picture. Tedious as the steroids talk is, it doesn’t usually make me want to punch somebody, which makes it a major improvement over the last three days of “OMG, Michael Phelps smokes the dope!!!!”
I linked Radley Balko’s letter a couple of days ago. The only thing I would add to that is to paraphrase Tony Kornheiser’s comments regarding the Canadian snowboarder who tested positive for marijuana a few Olympics back: If Phelps smoked dope and still won all those races, they should take away the silver and bronze medals of all the guys he beat.
But as long as the sports media have evidently decided that college basketball is not newsworthy enough to bump a non-story about Phelps (and really, since when do we care about swimmers in non-Olympic years?), they might as well be talking about a semi-story about Barry Bonds.