Milestone weekend

Thurman Thomas and Michael Irvin led this year’s class of inductees into the Pro Football Hall of Fame in Canton, OH on Saturday. For some reason, Art Monk still hasn’t been selected yet, but that’s another issue.

Saturday also saw Alex Rodriguez become the youngest player in MLB history to 500 home runs.

And Barry Bonds’ reckless pursuit of dropping a giant deuce on everything that is right and good with the game of baseball continued Saturday night as he “tied” Hank Aaron’s home run record with 755 steroid-propelled (*legally, ALLEGED) “home runs” of his own, after hitting a drive to left-center in the 1st inning at Petco Park in San Diego.

Good for him.

No, as alluded to in my previous post, the big story this weekend came out of Wrigley Field, of ALL the unlikely places for big sports stories, as Tom Glavine became the 23rd (and, more than likely, the last) member of the 300 wins club by going into the 7th to beat the Cubs 8-3. Glavine is only the 5th lefty in that club, and the 1st since… well… since Lefty (that’s Steve Carlton to you young pups), and while 3 other 300-game winners (Tom Seaver, Nolan Ryan, Warren Spahn) played for the Mets in their careers, Glavine was the first to actually win #300 in a Mets uniform.

Huge congratulations to a definite first ballot HoF’er, in my opinion, on #300. Congratulations also to the NFL’s newest enshrinees, and also to Alex Rodriguez for being the youngest to reach 500.

And to Barry… Mr. I’m God’s favorite ballplayer… here’s hoping you hit #756 quickly so I don’t have to hear about your worthless *ALLEGED* cheating ass constantly anymore, and then suffer some sort of career-ending injury so A-Rod or whomever doesn’t have as far to go to surpass your final total that will forever be nothing more than a number–i.e., not representative of the “greatest hitter ever”. Which, by the way, is a title you bestowed upon yourself, *ALLEGED* Juice Boy. All these lamb sportswriters and broadcasters did was run with it because they obviously don’t know any better.

That distinction still belongs to Aaron until a legitimate hitter knocks him off the mountain.