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Is Bonds only safe in Frisco?

Art Spander of Real Clear Sports has an interesting column up concerning Barry Bonds’ recent seclusion. Sander feels that, over time, sports fans will learn to embrace the troubled slugger.

A cheater? A steroid user? A perjurer? Those are the claims against Bonds, and the reasons that, as his career wound down and the home run totals went up, Barry was booed virtually everywhere.

Except San Francisco.

Where this season, the fans have taken to booing Manny Ramirez, who has never been accused of anything similar to Bonds’ sins, but plays for the franchise that drives San Francisco partisans to frustration, the Los Angeles Dodgers.

The Dodgers, hailed and hated, came to San Francisco for a three-game series. Bonds came out of, well, it might not have been hiding – but he does spend his days down in Beverly Hills – to be a willing viewer and to be willingly viewed.

There was Barry, in the seat adjoining that of the individual in charge of the Giants, Bill Neukom, receiving a standing ovation. There was Manny on the diamond, receiving derision for no reason other than he’s Manny. And a Dodger.

Sander is dead on throughout his piece. As supporters of our favorite teams, it’s in our blood to despise rivals no matter what players are on the opposition. That’s why you never see trades or signings within the same division. As far as baseball is concerned, the last one I remember is when Johnny Damon was traded from Boston to New York. As expected, Damon gets booed every time he returns to Fenway.

Bonds spent the bulk of his career with the Giants and gave San Francisco dozens of historical moments that will not only live on in infamy within the city, but all of baseball. Any punishment he’s received has been deserved — Bonds even knows this. Still, he should be welcomed in San Francisco because of his performance playing the game for their team. Bonds didn’t taint the franchise — he tainted himself.

Of course, Spander broaches the subject of whether or not Bonds will play again. I agree with him in thinking it won’t happen. Nevertheless, I always thought it would be a kick in the pants to see Bonds play for a team like the Royals instead of the Yankees or Red Sox. The media circus would be less manic and Barry could help a team in serious need of power.

Bonds can’t retire soon enough

I hate Barry Bonds. There, I said it. You all feel the same way, or most of you do, anyway. What’s not to hate? The guy uses steroids while chasing down one of the most sacred records in professional sports, denies ever using anything illegal, then tries to convince us that his steroid use was unintentional after his grand jury testimony was leaked to the press, bashes the media for reporting the story (“You all have dirt in your closets. Clean out your own closet before cleaning out someone else’s.”), and plays the victim in front of cameras while rehabbing his knee (“You guys [the media] wanted to hurt me bad enough, you finally got there. You wanted me to jump off a bridge, I finally have jumped. You wanted to bring me down, you’ve finally brought me and my family down.”).

And now, there’s this quote from Bonds in a recent USA Today article:

“I’m not playing baseball anymore after this. The game [isn’t] fun anymore. I’m tired of all of the [stuff] going on. I want to play this year out, hopefully win, and once the season is over, go home and be with my family. Maybe then everybody can just forget about me.”

I would love nothing better than to forget about Barry Bonds, but that ain’t happening. In fact, it looks like Bonds may not even retire after this season, despite the above quote. Bonds later “clarified” his statement to USA Today in a phone interview with MLB.com:

“If I can play [in 2007], I’m going to play; if I can’t I won’t. If my knee holds up, I’ll keep on going. I’m playing psychological games with myself right now. I don’t want to set myself up for disappointment if things don’t work out this season. So I go back and forth. Back and forth every day. These are the things that are going through my mind. This is what I’m struggling with.”

Do us all a favor, Barry: next time you go back, don’t bother coming forth. Just go away. I’d love to see him walk away before getting the seven homers he needs to pass Babe Ruth, but that’s a pipe dream. So let’s compromise: Get your 715 home runs, and then go away. Forever. Nobody wants to hear from you anymore. Nobody wants to see you whining to a bunch of reporters that they’re the reason you’re unhappy. Nobody wants to be subjected to these kinds of quotes anymore:

“Baseball is a fun sport. But I’m not having fun. I love the game of baseball itself, but I don’t like what it’s turned out to be. I’m not mad at anybody. It’s just that right now I am not proud to be a baseball player.”

If you’re not proud of being a baseball player, maybe you should look at some of the decision you’ve made throughout your career instead of blaming the sport, the media and the fans.

Baseball is what it is today because guys like Barry Bonds think they are bigger than the game. The only way to cure that is for guys like Barry Bonds to just walk away.