Nobody wants Melonhead? Aaaawwww
Poor, poor Barry Bonds. Major League Baseball's all-time home run king can't find a team that wants him. Anyone want to help me schedule the pity party? The players union has even gone so far as to raise "concerns" with the commissioner's office about the lack of offers to Barry, Barry Quite Contrary. What's not to like about Bonds? Well, he's a 43-year-old who is a shadow of his former self, especially in the field, where he has become a liability. So maybe he could be a designated hitter in the American League. But wait. He's also one of the bigger horse's asses ever to walk the face of the Earth. He was not exactly beloved by his teammates in San Francisco. Rick Reilly of Sports Illustrated once said that when Bonds dies, the visitation for his friends to pay their respects could be held in a changing room. Then there's that whole steroids thing. Bonds' story is that he never "knowingly" took them. They just got slipped into him somehow. The government didn't buy that story. And that's another drawback for a team signing Bonds. He's up on perjury and obstruction of justice charges. Maybe Barry should switch to football. He sounds like Al Davis' kind of guy.