Canseco Fiasco

There’s no question about it: Jose Canseco is a money-grubbing sleaze ball. He’s an embarrassment to the game of baseball -- the very game which made his name a household word. He has broken the athlete’s honor code: don’t rat out a teammate.

It serves baseball right that someone with Canseco’s dubious pedigree finally forced players and managers to talk honestly about steroid use. After all, management could have pushed the issue in the past, but kept their mouths shut for fear of the player’s union and their love of money. And the player’s union, which in my view is the main culprit in this sordid affair, has never taken the issue seriously. The recent steroid agreement, in response to government pressure, is only a bad joke.

It’s pathetic. The integrity of the game has been compromised, as has the health of the players. My goodness! Three former MVPs are now admitted steroid users (four, if you don’t believe that lame story about Cream). Older players who gave their lives to achieve important milestones have watched helplessly as their records have been shattered by bionic men. And fans, who live and die by their teams’ fortunes, have been shortchanged.

Meanwhile, the players union and management danced around the issue – until the federal government got involved, and a rat like Canseco began naming names.

Serves them right. Seems to me there’s more than one rat in this fiasco.