It was a non-event this week when Mark McGwire, he of the Popeye biceps and single-season home run record, admitted in an interview with Bob Costas that he had used steroids and human growth hormones (HGH) during his baseball career, and indeed during the time he was hitting so many baseballs out of National League stadiums.
Why do I call it a non-event? A couple of reasons stand out. First, when McGwire was playing, his muscular biceps and forearms in and of themselves convinced me that something beyond weightlifting was going on with his physique. And second, when he was summoned to testify about steroids before Congress, he took the Fifth and refused to answer questions about steroids, thus avoiding a perjury charge. In other words, his "confession" was no big surprise, particularly with his hiring as hitting coach for the St. Louis Cardinals this coming season.
The "confession" was quite the pity party for McGwire, who invoked God (who apparently told McGwire to use steroids to recover from injuries and blessed him with superior hand-eye coordination), Little League (he's always hit a lot of home runs), and the steroids culture in baseball in making his apologies to baseball, his teammates and coaches, and the fans.
It remains to be seen what will happen with McGwire and baseball as a result of his "confession." Some people argue that he should be banned from baseball, like Pete Rose was for gambling. Others say everything should be forgiven and forgotten because steroid use was pervasive in baseball for many years. I tend to fall somewhere in between
There is little question that baseball spawned a steroids (and other drugs) culture at least in the '70's, '80's and '90's. Baseball kept its collective head in the sand and lagged behind other professional sports in extensive testing, and imposition of discipline, to prevent use of performance-enhancing drugs. As a result, steroid users have broken some of the most hallowed hitting records in baseball, including home runs in a season, and in a career. To most baseball fans, and particularly to the purists, these new "records" are at best meaningless.
Given that the sport itself was clearly complicit in the widespread drug use, and was more than glad to profit from the publicity it garnered over the home run derbies, to me it is difficult to call for the ban of an individual or two from the sport. Unless baseball is going to do a retrospective look at all former players and whether they used steroids, which would be highly impractical, it remains that they played within the rules and the system as it existed during their careers, and only baseball is at fault for not protecting the integrity of the game.
So, I would not "ban" McGwire from holding a coaching or management position. I might think he would be properly subjected to scrutiny over and above the average coach, and perhaps testing himself, but an outright "ban" would be unnecessarily harsh.
As for records, I would propose that baseball form a committee including former players, management, and medical personnel with knowledge of performance enhancing drugs, to review any and all records to make a determination of whether the record was achieved with the assistance of such drugs. If the conclusion is "yes", I would think that the record should not be deemed an "official" mark of major league baseball. The "official" record could be footnoted with the "enhanced" record and the committee's decision.
As for the Hall of Fame, I believe this will take care of itself. So far, known steroid users, including McGwire, have not come close to the 75% needed for election to the Hall of Fame. I doubt an outright ban will be necessary because the baseball writers as a group are very unlikely to vote in even a suspected drug user.
So, while I am sure Mark McGwire feels better today as a result of his "confession", I'm not sure what it may mean in the greater scheme of things in baseball. To me and to many former fans, baseball lost its appeal when a players' strike cancelled the World Series and free agency ruined the sport by making it into a money-focused entity where players are paid obscene amounts to play a kids' game. The rampant drug use in pursuit of "records" has only further destroyed any allure baseball may have once had.
In other words, where I once cheered for the Pirates of Roberto Clemente and Willie Stargell, and later for the "Big Red Machine", baseball is now little more than a distraction between college basketball and football seasons. Prices to attend a game are so exorbitant that if I were to want to go, I would attend our local Single-A team's games long before I would care about the short jaunt to Cincinnati from my home. They have no one to blame but themselves.
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