Wow, that was some week last week.
From Bobby Petrino to Roger Clemens, we’ll not soon forget the events of the last seven days.
And what to think of all that?
First, the Falcons.
One thing I have learned in a lifetime of covering college and professional sports is this—unless you are on the inside, and I mean the inner sanctum of these teams—you don’t know the whole story.
There is so much more to all of these stories that what you have heard and read is just the tip of the iceberg.
But with limited knowledge, the entire Petrino affair looks distasteful.
From the outside looking in, it is hard for me to believe that a coach would leave his team in the middle of the season. An NFL coach headed back to college should not have any trouble telling that new team to wait three weeks while he finishes his season.
And what about Arkansas? What kind of program wants a coach that would jump ship to captain yours?
(Let’s not get into the sanctity of the signed contract, shall we? How long was that deal you signed in Louisville, Bobby?)
Certainly, the Petrino Follies will be used against him in recruiting. I’ve heard it said that Petrino will have a hard time in the living rooms of potential recruits. Theory holds that Ma and Pa want Little Johnny to have his coach the whole way thru his college experience.
Well, that’s a nice fairy tale. But the truth is there are plenty of parents who just want Petrino to get their kid to the NFL as soon as possible so the paychecks can start rollin’.
Maybe they could start a conga line with the coach and in unison shout, “We’re Gonna Get Paid!”. They don’t much care how long Petrino lasts in Fayetteville just as long as Their Kid can make it to the league.
The Mitchell Report on steroids was another disturbing bit of news. Not so much for the names that were revealed but how there has been a seismic shift in the values of baseball players, never very high to begin with in the first place.
The history of the game is replete with players trying to gain an edge any way they can. From Slippery Elm to greenies, from sign-stealing to HGH, players will stop at nothing in their quest to beat the system.
But for me, the story of the Steroids Era is this: In years past, players (Pete Rose comes to mind) always held the standard of the Hall of Fame to be bench mark as the highest point in the game. Rose certainly feels this way, and his lifetime ban is keeping him from being in amongst the games greatest players. He never thought he would get caught. And if he did, he’d find a way out. After 13 years of denials on gambling before his admission of guilt, Pete still finds himself on the outside looking in. And looking back, I’m sure Pete feels that it was not worth doing what he did if it will keep him out of the Hall forever. That’s just a guess on my part, but knowing how Rose truly loves the game of baseball I can’t help but think he feels that way in his remorse.
Not so with today’s stars. To use Barry Bonds and Roger Clemens as examples, those players, when faced with a decision to use steroids, picked money over the Hall.
Money is now officially (not that there was much doubt) the most important thing in baseball. Money that the clubs generates. Money that the border-line player can make if he juices and can stay in the big leagues. And money (Bonds and Clemens have made tons) is more important than the Hall. If the allegations are true, then Bonds, Clemens and the like will be recognized as the first players that made the conscious decision to violate first, the laws of the USA and in so doing, thumb their noses at the baseball establishment by using, for profit, performance enhancing drugs.
The money won out. Sad to say, but when has it not? Unfortunately, the money is so big now for the players and the owners in major league baseball that for the first time in memory, the game has taken a back seat.
Get rich. Stay rich. And do what ever it takes to stay at the top. If it keeps me out of the HOF and convicts me in the court of public opinion, so be it.
It was worth it to be a cheat.
What a great message to send to our young people.