Here's what I've said about steroids, baseball, and Barry Bonds in the past:
I might as well say something now, in advance of whatever might come in the future. If Barry Bonds, or any other professional athlete for that matter, turns out to have been taking "performance enhancers," my reaction will be "who gives a shit." I put baseball players on steroids on the same level as Gaylord Perry throwing a spitball. If you think spitballs are a sign of society in decline, then more power to you ... I always thought it was kinda funny. If a baseball player wants to fuck up his body and shrink his testicles to the size of a raisin, I don't care any more than I cared if Gaylord had KY Jelly up his ass. Young kids, stay away from steroids and the like ... it's bad for your growing body. Professional athletes, do whatever, I really don't care.
Given today's news stories about Bonds, I might change one thing about the above: I give more of a shit than I realized. Oh, I still don't care if athletes do steroids, and the joy I've had the past several years watching Barry hit balls into McCovey Cove is untarnished. But I'm figuring out today ... and this is whether or not the latest stuff is true ... it pisses me off that I've had Barry's back, so to speak, for all these years, and he just may have been crapping on me all the while. I'm still waiting to see how this plays out ... the authors of the new book sound very sure of themselves, I have no reason to doubt them, and they seem to have a lot of what I've always asked for, actual evidence ... but I need to be honest. My first thought wasn't "damn, what a cheater," but rather "damn, what a liar." And somehow that bothers me more.