Let me just say for the record (I was out of pocket when the grand jury stories broke) that there is no way for me to express fully my contempt for baseball’s steroid cheaters, including of course the Yankees’ own Jason Giambi. Thomas Boswell the other day wrote an appropriately savage column on Bonds. This bit struck me as particularly apt: “The glory of Roger Maris’s 61 home runs, which felt heavy to him in life, became a buoyant legacy to his family after his death. The disgrace of Bonds’s 73 tainted home runs will become heavier with time until even fake muscles may not bear the weight.”