Tuesday, August 7, 2007, just before 11 p.m. my time, American history was made. The number 756 marks the new standing title in home run baseball history.
Yes, I turned off E! and switched the channel over to ESPN as the announcement was made, on the bottom of my screen, that Barry Bonds broke the record.
But wait, as I sat up in bed waiting to see which fan would emerge from the crowd with the white ball tacked in stitches, I thought to myself, “I wonder how many of those home runs were powered by the juice?”
Which, I would assume that was what 95 percent of the rest of the nation was thinking as well; the five percent left out being his family, friends, and agents of course.
I understand that the record was broke no matter which way you look at it. But I don’t agree with the message out there saying, “It’s OK to cheat and do drugs to get you ahead, as long as you don’t officially get caught.”
If he is proven guilty in court, should his name still hold the record? — Molli Megasko