There's this phenomenon that I noticed.
Like, when I was living with 4 other guys in an apartment in Phoenix and we were all just out of college working our first jobs, and Jerry Lyons opened the front door too hard and caused the doorknob to punch a giant hole through the living room wall.
Well, at first it was quite noticeable - a crappy eyesore.
But as the days went by and no one fixed it, we all became used to the hole and after awhile it ceased to be an eyesore but rather, just part of the living room.
In other words, we adapted to crap or...we crapdapted to the hole.
Now, you could say that after the 1908 World Series Cubs, the entire city of Chicago crapdapted to the Cub teams that followed.
But that's not what I really wanted to say.
What I wanted to say was that I've already crapdapted to this steroids thing.
My dad said, "Big deal - ballplayers have historically figured out ways to get ahead that aren't necessarily fair. Like, Ty Cobb used his metal spikes to scare hell out of anybody trying to tag him out, and I'm pretty sure he got some free passes because of it."
Curt Schilling is Un-Americanly calling out Roger Clemens to prove his (steroid) innocence or give up his Cy Young awards.
Guilty until proven innocent (I can't use the Mitchell Report as absolute fact, sorry).
But didn't Curt win his biggest victory ever (the bloody sock game) after getting a big healthy needle full of cortisone shot right in his ankle?
Would you recommend to children that they use cortisone instead of healing naturally?
Anyway, I really dislike this steroid era, but it's there and it's not going to go away with asterisks or suspensions or deletions.
It's part of baseball history.
I've crapdapted.
