As I sit here in my baseball shrine watching Zito and the Giants pound the Rockies in the 3rd I feel some sense of camaraderie with the fans at Coors each time Bonds comes to the plate. I mean, this isn’t Philly or Shea but the fans are working him pretty hard. Good.
Woe to any pitcher in any park that faces this creature. Whether he’s gobbling HGH, A-As, or the pituitary glands of Rhesus monkeys, he ain’t human.
So see ya around.