As we’ve seen with our very own President of the United States, once you outright lie — and get caught — the confidence level of those who are in place to judge you and your future endeavors is almost unfairly going to be low.
In the case of Alex Rodriguez, there are about fourteen people in the country who stare into his movie-star eyes and think to themselves, “Wow, they sure have railroaded that guy…”
The rest of America — the smart ones — knows the truth.
We don’t know “the story”, per-se, but we know the truth. The truth is, whatever A-Rod is saying about his involvement in PED’s over the last three years and his attachment to Anthony Bosch in South Florida is, almost without question, a fib.
Yesterday, in a surprise interview on New York’s WFAN, Rodriguez said, “I’m guilty of nothing. I didn’t do anything wrong. Nothing.”
Yeah, OK, and “if you like your plan, you can keep you plan…”
Give A-Rod and his team of story-weavers high marks for grandstanding their way out of the courtroom on Wednesday and trying to get folks to shower them with sympathy.
That was Academy Award script stuff.
Director — “OK, now, in this scene, you’re going to get sooooooo mad at the landslide of evidence placed in front of you that you’re going to just storm out of the courtroom.”
Actor — “Should I bang my fist on the table as I get up and gather my briefcase, cell phone and syringe?”
Director — “Yes! Great idea. Why don’t you call the guy the prosecution brought along to present the evidence a “Slimy Bastard!” as you walk out.”
Actor — “Yeah, yeah, that’s good. Should I leave my phone number with his wife as I get to the back of the court?”
Director — “No, that’s probably not necessary. It won’t fit with the whole scene where you’re so irate and disgusted with everyone and everything that you can’t stay in the courtroom one more second.”
That’s what unfolded on Wednesday in New York, where A-Rod basically gave up the fight to have his 211 game suspension reduced and decided to play his final card. The one that reads: “The Commissioner hates me and it’s personal now.”
A-Rod is probably right.
I’m sure Bud Selig probably does strongly dislike him.
And why wouldn’t he?
Rodriguez is already an admitted steroid user who once pledged to anyone who would listen that his naughty days were over and that he “loves the game too much to disrespect it by lying to the fans”.
Baseball believed him. Right up until the Anthony Bosch story broke last spring and there was #13’s name, along with mountains of evidence that connected him to performance enhancing drugs.
Selig and the rest of the folks running the game then said: “OK, that’s it. This creep is done.”
Does anyone with a brain really think baseball would embarrass and denigrate their own product and business with a national court case/lawsuit of this magnitude if they didn’t have evidence beyond evidence that one of their game’s biggest stars was an ongoing fraud?
What’s in it for baseball to do this to themselves?
Why would they put their product on a national pedestal like this and subject their sport, teams and players to ridicule and, potentially, loss of big business from corporate America — unless they were prepared to battle like hell to get this germ out of their system once and for all?
Bud Selig’s not the coolest guy on the planet.
He’s made his fair share of mistakes as baseball’s Commissioner.
But, he’s not a dummy, either.
Major League Baseball wouldn’t have handed down this historic suspension and put themselves in front of an arbiter unless they knew they were likely going to win.
A-Rod knows he’s going to lose, too.
That’s why he walked out yesterday.