Bret Boone was an All-Star and Silver Slugging second baseman whose career peaked in Seattle in the early 2000s. But by 2005 he had fallen off a cliff, performance-wise, was sent to Minnesota, flamed out in 14 games and never played again.
He has an autobiography coming out on May 10 and in it he reveals that his falloff was not just a matter of age and slowed bat speed. The bottle helped end his career:
“I needed a drink. So I had one, and then another. I’d polish off a six-pack of beer and reach for another six-pack. Eventually I made the mistake of switching from beer to clear — from the slow, easy buzz of Bud Light or Miller Lite to the sharper edge of Absolut and Ketel One, a bottle at a time . . . Nobody knew how much I was drinking. To the baseball men I loved and trusted, it seemed like the usual late-career crisis.”
A lot of people have speculated, based on his late career power spike, that Boone used performance enhancing drugs. He denies ever doing so in the book, but one thing is clear: he was definitely doing things that detracted from his performance.
I haven’t seen an advance copy of the book, but here’s hoping the ending — the present — is a happy one and that he has come to manage his addiction.
Today is Earth Day. The day we mark the anniversary of the modern environmental movement, which people cite as April 22, 1970, the first Earth Day. I’d go with the publication date of “Silent Spring” but no one asked me and there’s something to be said for all of just agreeing on something.
Every day should be Earth Day, but we don’t really live like that. At least most of us in modern western cultures, emerging industrial economies and, well, almost everywhere else except, like, Portland. People are imperfect. We don’t have any kind of real discipline when it comes to environmentalism. We’re certainly not as committed to sustainable practices like composting.
Anyway, I’m not going to harangue you about living more sustainably today. I could do better with this stuff myself. But it’s worth thinking about. And if you need help thinking about it, here’s a picture of Hunter Pence holding asparagus to help remind you. Which he hashtags as “kale” for some reason, but maybe he got distracted.
A day after getting fired it appears that Curt Schilling is making up for lost time on social media. I don’t follow the guy on any platform, but the Daily News has been playing close attention and describe his “social media bender.”
He’s been posting right wing memes and railing against political correctness and, in the usual ironic twist guys like Schilling often exhibit, is being highly, highly sensitive to criticism in that “me, mad? hahaha, no, I think this is funny, I’m actually laughing at this right now” kind of way which, in reality, masks some pretty decent outrage.
Best bit: he’s been mixing it up with Dodgers pitcher Brandon McCarthy. McCarthy has been intellectual and respectful and is holding an actual debate. Schilling decided that he’d insult McCarthy by claiming that McCarthy’s “life goes on” stance was some sort of failure on par with his having “only” nine career complete games:
So yeah, that’s all going well. Glad Schilling is keeping busy. And mature.
(Thanks to Josh for the heads up. Schilling blocks me so I didn’t see any of this)