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Having only followed the trial peripherally, I presume the government was unable to prove its case because it relied on one and only one highly-unreliable witness. Clemens' lawyer's "Do you just make up stuff?" question to McNamee was brilliant, and will probably end up being the most memorable moment of this fiasco.
The serve is now on the racquet of the BBWAA, which now has to decide whether two otherwise slam dunk first ballot Hall of Famers - absent proof that they used steroids, at least by the justice systems's standards - deserve enshrinement.
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If anything good comes of this, maybe the government decides its time to stay out of the business of spending countless hours and dollars worrying whether athletes used steroids and devote those resources to more deserving subjects.
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forsberg_us wrote:
If anything good comes of this, maybe the government decides its time to stay out of the business of spending countless hours and dollars worrying whether athletes used steroids and devote those resources to more deserving subjects.
X2+fist pump!
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I would add that this was a reckless spending of taxpayers money.
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I would agree with you AP. I understand the criminal implications of perjury, but the application here was senseless. There is no check where federal prosecutors get to decide which crimes are worth pursuit, and which are not. Unfortunately allowing that leads to all kinds of potentially scary loopholes that I wouldn't be comfortable allowing.
The story of interest will be whether Clemens and Bonds can get into the Hall of Fame, an entity that does not require the burden of proof in order to withhold their vote (as evident with McGwire). To me, Clemens has a better shot then Bonds, but I'm not sure either of them make it. Bonds had lab tests at Balco that show without a shadow of a doubt that he was doping, but they were ruled inadmissable in a court of law due to improper search and seizure. While that keeps him from a conviction, it still may not get him into Cooperstown. Clemens is more of a mystery. Can you really put much faith in syringes that were over 10 years old and stored in some dude's house? They weren't handled by labratory staff and put away with vaccuum sealed, tamper proof, marking containers...
I don't know. It seems like the HoF voters have ran a pretty clean ship on who they are willing to show the love too. We'll see.
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Agree that Clemens is in a better position than Bonds
I don't think there's any dispute Bonds used PEDs, his whole thing was his claim that he thought it was flax seed oil. Am I wrong, or wasn't his main testimony that he "didn't knowingly take steroids."
Plus, Bonds was convicted of obstruction of justice. While the government didn't get him for perjury, they did get a conviction on something. That's not the case with Clemens.
I'm not saying either gets in. Both have the stain of PEDs and the Mitchell Report. Bonds has BALCO, and Clemens has McNamee. If I had to speculate, I think both fail in their 1st ballot. But I think Clemens gets in before Bonds.
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I don't know either Fors. It's a vote. Which means that if a Boston voter still hates Clemens being a Yankee, he won't vote for him. That's ridiculous, but totally on the table. Nobody voting has to justify their vote.
Notes of importance:
- Bonds was a bit of a dickhead to the media, and we all saw how well that played for McGwire.
- The voters have yet to accept anyone with even an alledged history of sterroids since the Mitchell Report (to my knowledge, I may need to look that up to be certain). At some point they may decide to relax that standard, but it doesn't fare well for either Clemens or Bonds.
I guess we'll see, one way or another.
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We'll see pretty soon. I think both Bonds and Clemens are on the ballot this Fall.
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"(The accusations) were about me and my family, my entire reputation. If I didn’t have a family, if I were single, what they were saying wouldn’t have mattered in the same way. But these lies hurt people.â€
The "protecting my family" thing is hackneyed and disingenuous to begin with, but it's especially ironic coming from a guy who so easily threw his wife under the bus.
I hope Fat Ass isn't under the impression the baseball world has been sufficiently convinced he didn't take steroids because 12 jurors who don't know the difference between a 4-seam fastball and an Italian meatball found his slimy drug-dealing accuser to be an incredible witness.
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Wasn't it Clemens who once threw a fastball at his kid's head because he felt the kid was crowding the plate?
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Well that and his kid took him yard earlier in the game.
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I could be wrong, but I'm guessing a fastball to the melon hurts a little more than stories about your dad. What a dick.
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forsberg_us wrote:
Wasn't it Clemens who once threw a fastball at his kid's head because he felt the kid was crowding the plate?
Something like that. I think Kiki or Kooky or Kobayashi or whichever K Kid kame out of Deb's krotch had just been signed by the Astros, was taking the ritualistic introductory batting practice with the big club at the Juice Box and had the temerity to make contact off one of the old man's fastballs, so Mr. Father of the Year buzzed little Kinky's tower to remind him who the alpha dickhead is in the family.
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Notable exchange.
Roger : "Sorry about that pitch inside, I was trying to give you a different look at the fastball."
Koby : "I know what you were trying to do Dad."
hahaha, that's priceless.
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OK, I got some of the details wrong.
I've heard of fathers and/or coaches plunking a kid in the rear end to help him get over the fear of being in the batter's box, but the kid in most instances is 5 or 6-years-old and the adult doesn't come up and in with a 95 mph heater.
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Not too many details. The kiddo did "make contact". Solid contact in fact.
Still though, can you imagine having to face your wife (also the kid's mother) after you knock your son down with a 95 mile per hour heater up around his eyes? Christ... I get in trouble for not putting the toilet seat down. I cannot even fathom how that evening went...