Baseball Without Heroes
By Sportszilla
It's been nearly a week since the stunning story first appeared on
Deadspin: Albert Pujols' longtime trainer had been associated with
finding performance-enhancing drugs for disgraced reliever Jason
Grimsley (who also happens to anchor my middle relief in my
fantasy-draft MVP 05 season, which was the only reason I knew who he
was). It was a shocking blow to not just Cardinals fans, but to
everyone who viewed Pujols as the antidote to Barry Bonds and the
culture of cheating in baseball. So where does this leave us, as
baseball (and perhaps sports) fans? I'd propose that we're embarking
on a new era, and perhaps 2006 can become Year One AH (after heroes).
For the last hundred or so years, baseball has often been described in
terms of providing heroes, not just for children, but for all of us.
From the mythic characters of Ruth, Gehrig, Williams, Dimaggio, Mays,
Aaron, and others, to the more singular heros: Bobby Thomson, Sandy
Amoros, and Bucky Dent, one of the largest contributions baseball has
made to American culture has been providing us with heroes. While a
few children may grow up dreaming of being a US Senator, a whole lot
more dreamed of being a Washington Senator. How many of us have, at
one point or another, stood in our back yards, or at a park, and
pretended to be our favorite player?
The evolution of baseball has presented new challenges for each group
of youngsters who associate themselves with a particular player. Free
agency meant that players would be less likely to stick with one team
for their entire career, and the recreational drug scandals of the
1980s proved that no matter how superhuman their abilities on the fiel
were, baseball players were subject to the same vices as the rest of
us (and they had a lot more money to indulge them with). My generation
will perhaps be the final one who could grow up with the belief that
what our baseball heroes were doing on the field was honest. Hell, the
biggest controversy about Ken Griffey Jr. was that he wore his hat
backwards during batting practice.
But now, everyone who puts on a jersey is suspect. We've entered a
time in which we must acknowledge that not only is PED use rampant,
but utterly unstoppable. As much as I'd like to believe that none of
my more favored Mariners are using PEDs, I have nothing to back that
up but my (almost certainly misguided) faith.
So what does this mean? I'd say we're embarking on a new era in
baseball (and by extension, sports). It's certainly been harder and
harder over the last 20 or 30 years to view athletes as heroes, but
now I think it's not just difficult, it's unwise. It's time to put
sports in a more reasonable context: just like actors will have all
sorts of things done to their bodies in order to earn more money, even
if the long-term health effects are at best unknown, so too will
athletes. With the amount of money at stake, it would be foolish to
assume otherwise. Perhaps if we're concerned that our children will
take to using PEDs in furtherance of their dreams of professional
stardom, we could either encourage them to use their talents in other,
more worthwhile ways, or at least maybe keep an eye or two on what
they're doing to themselves.
If and when I have a child, I plan on explaining to them that while
it's alright to cheer for the team, and the player, it's important to
understand that being able to hit a ball doesn't mean you know how to
live a life, and doesn't make you a hero. While such an attitude may
be a dramatic break from the way baseball has been experienced in the
past, it's in my view the only way to keep enjoying the sport in the
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