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Barry Bonds, Cheater, Deserves Your Praise

The Beatles took LSD. Hemingway got hammered before he sat at the typewriter. Kerouac enjoyed greenies. Lance Armstrong ... alright, we'll just leave that one alone.

But come on: 756 home runs, obtained through any means, is still a work of art. Regardless of what you think Barry Bonds did on his way to the record -- and he probably did some very unethical, if not illegal, things -- 756 home runs is 756 home runs. That's an incredible number to achieve, for anyone. We, all of us, could take steroids for ten years and we wouldn't hit seven home runs, let alone 756.

This is an accomplishment that, if it is not to be honored, is still at least to be respected. I don't like Barry Bonds, and I think he cheated, and I think that even if the effect on Bonds' numbers is unproven and ultimately minimal, he still makes for a cheater. Even if steroids or HGH or cow hormones or whatever he took in the early aughts had no effect on his performance, he still cheated. If I look at that smart girl's test across the row from me, and I still get an F, and get caught, I still cheated. I am a cheater whether or not cheating helped me. That's life.

But Bonds' accomplishments are nothing to be dismissed. The temptation is pervasive, but fight it off at all costs. Complain if you will about steroids. We'll all -- especially Barry -- always feel that pinch. In the end it doesn't matter: he hit 756 freakin' home runs. That's a lot, by any human standard. It deserves, at the very least, the appreciation we give any great work of art. Anything less is unfair to Barry, and to ourselves.

Previously on the FanHouse:
A King Is Born: 756 for Barry Bonds
Home Run Chase

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