Our family arrived in Wisconsin as the Braves were leaving Milwaukee. Therefore, I did not have a chance to fall in love with the Braves.
I came to respect Aaron because my brother and I checked the box scores daily.
He was one of the most consistent players of his time.
He was on top of the NL stats week after week.
I never got to see him play, except in an exhibition game in 1971 when the Braves made a stop in Milwaukee.
"Aaron played MVP-caliber baseball for so long, it became like wallpaper: always there and unsurprising.
Imagine that you're 6 years old in 1955, heading into first grade.
You're just discovering baseball and with it, a skinny, young player in Milwaukee named Aaron who is quickly establishing himself as one of the best in the game.
Fifteen years later, you're graduating from college and he's still registering the best year in the league."
On top of that, he did it with class!
He did it with the kind of class that made you love everything that he did on and off the field.
ARod's news is the last straw. I won't even comment on Tejeda.
It's time to put a big asterisk on many of the guys on the 500-homer club.
Let's go back to:
Aaron, Ruth, Mays, Frank Robinson and Killebrew on the top of the list.
And let's put big asterisks on Bonds, Sosa, and the rest. I don't have a problem with Griffey because there is no bad stuff about him.
I like Commissioner Selig.
He has done a very good job during a tumultuous period of baseball history.
Again, Mr. Selig has a chance to save the game and the business of baseball: It's time for baseball to inject some asterisks!
