Bill Madden had a particularly schmaltzy piece in yesterday's New York Daily News. It was called Junior achievement: Staying on the field and it got awfully sentimental about one Ken Griffey, Jr., who, at the ripe old age of 36, is too young to be getting sentimental about, imo.
No less an authority than Hank Aaron himself predicted he would be the one to break the all-time home run record, but that was before Griffey came home to Cincinnati and seemingly began playing every season hurt. His legs have betrayed him these past five years and, as such, denied him the opportunity to make a run at Aaron that, instead, is being made by the cheater that is Barry Bonds.
In Junior's case, it is he who has been cheated, but as he was saying last night in the solitude of the Reds clubhouse before their 9-2 loss to the Mets, we should not feel sorry for him.
He's got a good point, of course. We could all feel sorry for Junior. If only he could have our lives, things would be OK for him.
But he doesn't want that! Oh, no! He'll put on a brave face and face the harsh reality of hanging with Tiger Woods, playing himself in video games, and tooling around in cars worth more than your life!
OK, that sounds nasty. I know that Junior isn't feeling sorry for himself, or, if he is, he's keeping it to himself. I'm just bitter because I write schmaltzy crap like this all the time, but I'm not getting printed in any big New York newspapers.
And for that, I blame Madden's steroid habit. Damn cheater.