Salt on Monday

We here at Salt on Monday would like to express our deepest appreciation for the opportunity that the Torontosportsblog has given us to express our sporting opinions to the five people who constitute the regular readership of this august online publication.

Although we appreciate the confidence shown to us, we feel that there is another opportunity with national implications calling us that we must answer.
That said, I would like to officially announce my candidacy for the position of leader of the Partie Quebecois and help to return the dream of a sovereign Quebec to the noble masses of the Nation of Quebec.

..what’s that? I am running twenty points BEHIND Pauline Marois!!!!

On second though, I would like to retract the previous two paragraphs.
Keep on moving along people, nothing to see here. Hey, I ‘m happy in Ottawa!! I just changed my mind alright??
….I digress.




Love You Some Barry.

Listen folks, I’m not immune to the fact that racism exists and permeates life in North America at an elemental level. I know that this fact makes it easy to elevate St Louis Cardinal pitcher Josh Hancock to sainthood after dying in a car crash while driving drunk, with marijuana in his possession, and talking on his cell phone – ostensibly to set up a ‘booty call’.

Now we all know if his name was LeTrelle Jones and his cornrowed ass died in a drunk driving accident while he was trying to set up a nighttime rendezvous, we would not be seeing the #32 memorial patches on the sleeves of the Cardinal players.

So it is with this in mind I turn my sights to one Barry Lamar Bonds. (Interesting that his middle name and Vince Carters middle names are the same? Maybe Ms Carter had a thing for athletes before Vince was born…)
Barry Bonds has become the poster child for ‘everything that is wrong with professional sports!’
Really, all Barry did was to do the same thing Brady Anderson, Sammy Sosa, Mark McGuire, Jose Conseco, Roger Clemens, Andy Pettite, Kenny Rogers, and the hundreds of baseball players who improved and extended their careers and paychecks by taking supplements that were not contrary to baseball rules at the time.
Sportswriters hate Barry Bonds because he is an ass. They hate him because he treats them with disdain, and basically cause he is that guy that all the kids hate to play with but has all the best toys.




So don’t hate Barry. He had two MVP’s before he started washing his nuts in ‘the clear’.

He is gong to break the home run record and there is nothing that anyone can do about it. Oh you can ignore it.
You can ignore the fact that he is the best baseball player that anyone under the age of 60 has seen with their own eyes.
You can ignore the fact that he doesn’t care that Bud Selig and Hank Aaron won’t be there the day he beats the Home Run record.

I just wonder if you will be able to ignore the truth when your favorite 6’6” 320lb Offensive Lineman with 4.9/40 speed turns the corner and pancakes the Linebacker to lead your Running Back into the endzone and give your favorite team a two score lead late in the fourth quarter. Or when your fav hockey player comes back from knee surgery in less time than you thought possible.

How does Barry look now?

PLAYOFF UPDATE

Brad, I would like my winnings paid in beer thanks....