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The Mitchell Commission

I originally put off posting this because I thought I might put it elsewhere, but I guess not…

So Roger Clemens was on steroids. Big deal. If your favorite player wasn’t listed in the Mitchell Commission Report, congratulations: he’s probably on steroids too.

I like the Mitchell Commission report because it gives baseball the illusion of closure. There are 85 players listed in the report as having bought steroids or Human Growth Hormone or, as the report so eloquently put it, were “shot in the buttocks” full of Deca-Duroblin. We’ll deal with those players and move on.

Baseball has survived worse. The 1919 Chicago White Sox scandal, wherein 8 players conspired to throw the World Series, is worse than the steroid scandal, for the simple fact that the players today are still trying to win the game. They’ve just replaced 10 minutes in the batting cage to shove a Vitamin B12 shot up their ass. The actual competition is still on the up and up.

Baesball has made a dog-and-pony show in recent years of cracking down on all illegal substances, including amphetamines. Amphetamines have been a staple of major league clubhouses since the 1960s, owing to the sport’s long season of games, travel and gin and tonics. In the age of Starbucks, the ban probably has had no net effect, but it’s all part of the act.

The fact is, the players in the Mitchell Commission Report were caught because they bought steroids through one of two distributors: a former clubhouse attendant for the Mets, or the Bay Area Laboratory Co-Operative. If they got their steroids elsewhere, including those twin 24-hour shops known as “Mexico” and “The Internet,” they didn’t get caught. There is still not a reliable test for Human Growth Hormone because, as menacing as it sounds, it grows naturally in humans. Everyone who was fingered for HGH usage in the Mitchell report was busted for buying it.

Three hours before the Mitchell Commission report was released, a list circulated on many websites purportedly containing the names in the report. It was pretty convincing, and was about 60 percent accurate. The names that were wrong were those of all star players who have been suspected of using steroids, but the point is not that these players didn’t do steroids: they just weren’t listed in the report. Who knows if they used steroids? They do. We will never know. The cloud hangs over everyone.

The sport is not clean. No sports are clean anymore. But we can still love them. We can take refuge inside the games, instead of worshipping the players. There’s nothing that says players have to be role models, as we expected them to be as recently as 10 years ago. The rise of the Internet and day-long news cycle mean we know our athletes better than we ever have, and they’re almost universally boring or loathsome. They play sports for a living: they’re not paid, or taught, to talk. Yet their words receive more attention than most member of Congress.

There’s an easy fix to this problem: stop listening. Stop obsessing over what athletes put in their bodies. And if you can’t stand it any more, stop watching. Baseball is going to implement further steroid testing measures, but they’ll always be one step behind. The users are “cheating” in the same way our speeding or jaywalking is illegal. We’re just doing what we can for an edge. When the dust clears from the Mitchell Commission report, we’ll have the appearance of a clean game. Players will still be using. But we will have done what we can.

San Diego — Where Pirates Outfielders Go To Live

ESPN is reporting that the Padres and Pirates are knee-deep in trade talks about Jason Bay. Since when did Pittsburgh become a minor-league franchise for San Diego?

I love my basketball team

We don’t win a lot, but at least we have a sense of humor about it.

Seems Appropriate After They Blow a 3-0 First Period Lead In My First NHL Game In 5 Years

I went to the Devils/Bruins game last night

So that’s right… I went to Newark yesterday. Among my traveling crew, we determined that the first steps we took off the train in Newark were the first steps we had taken in Newark. Jokes followed, but we were at the brand spanking new arena in no time.

I first saw the arena a couple weeks ago when I went to Newark Airport for my Thanksgiving travels, and thought, “Damn, that’s really close, perhaps I should go to a game as it’s a) very easy to get to and b) probably cheaper than the Rangers.” I was right; it is much cheaper. A friend was coming into town and he loves hockey, so he suggested the game, and off we went.

The arena is quite nice, even if we didn’t have the appropriate silver tickets to get into the Belvedere (Vodka) Ice Lounge. Here’s the problem: there was nobody there! The paid attendance was 14,012, but I don’t believe that for a second. Most of the people were crammed up in the top of the stadium, like myself, including a guy who looked like Santa Claus. Except for the Devils jersey.

The Bruins scored three goals in the first period off Possible Best Goalie Ever Martin Brodeur, but the Devils got two in the second, one in the third, and one off the replacement goalie in overtime for the win. As my friend was on a business trip, his boss decided to buy us food and drink without his knowledge, his boss being a man who shall remain nameless, but is quite rich and runs a foundation with his wife, Melinda. Thanks, Bill! You’re the best. Wait…

Just when I’ve had it with rumors…

… I read this on BaseballProspectus.com:

The buzz around the media room right now is the makings of a huge deal between the Marlins and Tigers, with both Miguel Cabrera and Dontrelle Willis heading to Motown for a five-player package that leads off with Cameron Maybin and Andrew Miller. Right now, who the other three are is apparently being worked out, and while there’’s plenty that could still go wrong, multiple sources confirm that the talks are real.

Crikey.

Remember You Read This

If the Twins were satisfied with Lester’s medicals, it’s believed they would accept a swap of him, Coco Crisp, shortstop prospect Jed Lowrie and either highly regarded pitching prospect Justin Masterson or another player.

That’s from Jayson Stark’s column on Johan. I just want to point out that paragraphs like this pop up all the time, but they are completely worthless. “It’s believed they would accept a swap…” Um, “it’s believed?” By who?

This is why a million trade rumors get spread around and there are about a dozen trades.

Of course, I hope it happens.

C’s lose. C’s lose.

I watched the Celtics game last night and it was the best — really, only — regular season game with any intensity I’ve seen in a long time. The surprise of the game for me, besides Drew Gooden’s amazing ability to actually make shots on this particular evening, was Kendrick Perkins. That guy plays great defense. This team is better than I thought. It’s more like the big six and a half (Posey and Eddie House’s offense) than big 3. That’s pretty good. And then there’s Scalabrine. If he wasn’t on the Celtics at some point in his career, the world wouldn’t exist. LeBron is good.

The Sports Guy

Pretty much everyone I know has dogged The Sports Guy in recent years for being repetitive or boring, and I’ve tried to defend him, but even in the last couple months there have been columns that have left me scratching my head. (The “Is is harder to go undefeated in fantasy football or real life?” column took the cake.) But today’s column about taking his daughter to a basketball game is absolutely fantastic, and includes the line of the year, about how you can make anything exciting to children if you try hard enough:

Fast-forward to the Nov. 11 Cavs-Clips game. When I asked if she wanted to go, I presented the offer as if I were suggesting we fly in a helicopter to eat M&M’s on the moon.

Martha’s Vineyard Whoops Nantucket

We rolled on them fools for the fifth consecutive year! 48-6! And we’ll be on Sunday Night Football next week too!

Greatest sports year ever.