I love Bud Selig
It's too easy to bash Bud Selig. And, honestly, I want to give the guy the benefit of the doubt. Mocking him is too easy. We could note his rumpled appearance. He doesn't look right in a suit, but I can't picture him wearing anything else. As long as he has clothes on, it's safely a win for society. I want to tell you he's gotten a bad rap. That tied All-Star Game? Could have happened to anybody in the big chair. It was an impossible situation. I'm not going to second guess the guy by suggesting a home run derby could have ended the game or that any bit of foresight at all would have led somebody to realize that an All-Star game, eventually, would end in a tie. Hindsight is 20/20, they tell me. Let's not pin the blame for at least a decade's worth of rampant steroid use in MLB on The Commish. He's not a king, he was fond of telling us at the time, and he can't simply decree drug testing to be the law of the land. God forbid he make it...