Thanks, Alex.

Give the New York Post credit:  they’ve taken their pot shots at Boston players and teams over the years, but they are just as capable of channeling their invective against a New York player.  And in this case, he richly, epically deserves this treatment.  Their headline writers are geniuses, incidentally.  They have come up with some brilliant material over the years from the instant classic below to the Yankees blowing a 3 game lead in the ALCS (“The Choke’s On Us”) to the F. Lee Bailey fiasco which yielded perhaps my all-time favorite, “F. Lee Jailey”.

Would you buy a used car from this man?

Would you buy a used car from this man?

But let’s put aside who Alex Rodriguez’s checks are signed by for the moment, because to focus on his being a Yankee is to miss the larger point:  this revelation is staggeringly bad for baseball.  But I’m willing to bet his use of these substances (which he can’t remember the names of) extended well beyond his years in Texas.  On the face of it, a number of things in his story just don’t add up:

1.  He claims to have only done steroids for “roughly” three years “give or take”.  If I were to go down that path, I’m pretty sure I’d know the exact time period I was living a lie.

2. He claims not to be really sure what exactly it is that he took.  I agree with F.P. Santangelo (former major league outfielder named in the Mitchell Report) when he said during an interview on MLB Homeplate this morning that if he, a professional athlete were putting a substance into his body for three years, he would damn sure know what it was.  A-Rod’s claim there is maybe the hardest to believe of all of his flimsy statements.

3.  He claims he hasn’t used any banned substances since that three year period.  Pardon me for not believing you, Alex when the only reason you’re admitting to anything is because you got caught.  You lied about using performance enhancers as recently as a week prior to your interview with Gammons when you were interviewed by Katie Couric.  The needle on the Credibility Meter has plunged through the left side of the glass.

Regardless of what I think of Alex Rodriguez as a personality, as a husband, as a father, or as an adversary, the one thing I was really pulling for him to do was to play long enough to eclipse Barry Bonds as the all-time home run king of baseball.  That is now a non-factor in how I think about A-Rod.  He’s equally as undeserving of holding any records in the annals of Major League Baseball.

His revelations about this use of these substances is almost certainly the final nail in the coffin of this, the steroid era.  It’s as if any record, body of work or statistical achievement must now carry a huge asterisk surrounded by parentheses.  How can we truly debate the candidacy of any player being considered for enshrinement in Cooperstown who played during this era.  We’ll never know who did what for sure.  Some of the names we will find out in due course.  But we’ll never be truly sure.  Thanks, Alex.