Interesting to note that Barry Bonds’ mistress will appear in the November issue of Playboy… which for some reason hit the shelves on October 1. Wouldn’t that make it the October issue? Oh well, she’ll be in it and make a quick buck off of her former lover.

What she’s telling Playboy is nothing we don’t already know, which makes it impossible to justify buying the mag for the “article”. Funny thing happened though on the way to 756; after what Michael Vick is alleged to have done and after the fact came out that that cornhole of an NBA ref was shaving points Barry somehow looks a lot better now. In the end, his record will be broken, and the People’s champ Hank Aaron will still be remembered as the true champ. Bonds will end up in the Hall of Fame eventually, and why? Because he didn’t gamble. I think that somehow people will forgive Bonds in the long run because even if we prove, with cold hard facts that he was on the juice we are still left with the question: who else was juicing? Or better yet, who wasn’t juicing?

So what’s that leave us with? A migraine, a d-bag on his way to making history, and a waste of paper in the November Playboy. Ah, modern day professional sports. I think I liked it better when the drugs guys took inhibited performance…