Fuck, I wish I hadn't bought the hat, the bedsheets and tattoeed "756 forever" across my ass....
It was bound to end sooner or later, but sure enough, Barry Bonds pounds his 757th home run out of the park in McCovey Cove in San Francisco on Wednesday afternoon, apparently pissing off a shitload of hawkers that were hoping to have at LEAST 48 hours of playtime to make some extra coin off of that hysterical 11 year-old kids father who needed to grab a $20 flag to calm his A.D.D. kid's ass down. As to the credibility of Bonds' record, what do you think?
Me? I probably wouldn't even be talking baseball right now had he not broken the record, nor would I be salivating over the memorable clip on youtube over and over and over again, with that fanboy glee stretched across my face. What he's doing for baseball should be appreciated, not sullied by cynicism. So he cheated, fine. Shave off a couple hundred home runs. That's still 150 times more than you could accomplish with your bat and balls.
Yea thats right... double meaning bitches. Get used to it.
Bonds hitting the Homer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kKp_qGVxzdU
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