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There’s an unfortunate but natural tendency to ascribe to players the
qualities they exhibit on the field. Great players are often treated as
great people, even if they aren’t. There’s a quality of
redemption-through-performance that we see most obviously in players accused
of big things, like murder. The reverse is also true: while some of the
nicest people you’ll meet are peripheral, bad players, we regard them as bad
people because they can’t hold up on a 12-to-6 curve that plunks the front
of the plate, or hit a three-pointer against the league’s best defenders.

This relates, as do all things this year, to Barry Bonds. I’ve
written before that Barry Bonds is one of the greatest players of his
generation, but as Curt Schilling once said, "Barry Bonds is a
first-ballot Hall of Famer. I’d vote for him every day of the week and twice
on Sundays, but when he retires, he’s still going to be the biggest ass who
ever lived."

Bonds, you see, is the only player who has done nothing wrong and been
unable to find redemption by being the best.

I’m cheering for Bonds this year for a couple of reasons–he’s always been
underappreciated, he’s playing for the Giants–but mostly because Bonds,
having never gotten the respect he deserves, has done the one thing that
makes it impossible to ignore him: make a run at the home-run record.
Bonds’s home runs can’t be criticized as weak tappers, or as not helping his
team, and it’s a ridiculous stretch for anyone to argue that his performance
hasn’t been a big part of the Giants’ success.

As has been mentioned in this space before, writers who don’t like Bonds
have made his poor relationship with the press part of the story. In fact,
this year we saw a burst of "How will Bonds handle the press?"
articles, which were followed by some "Bonds is juiced"
speculation, which was about as shameful a display of naked avarice as
you’re likely to see, an attempt by those who don’t like Bonds to inject
doubt and disgust into the home run chase.

They seed quotes from unnamed sources, goad teammates who don’t have
recliners and TVs in the clubhouse, and try to find support for their own
ill will. But reporters who don’t like Barry aren’t the story, and never
have been.

I don’t know Barry Bonds. I haven’t interviewed him, just followed his
career, watched him play. I’ve been awed, impressed, and disappointed when
he wasn’t able to play all nine positions at once, Bugs Bunny-like, and
carry the Giants to a World Series title.

But because Bonds doesn’t get along with the press, for years he’s been
unredeemable, the greatest player who couldn’t get MVP votes, year after
year, and denied the nationwide recognition as the one of the best players
in baseball. I would say that prior to this season, more fans would have
said Derek Jeter was a better player than Bonds, a result of Jeter’s
sunny disposition and highlight-friendly position, but a ridiculous thought
in any year.

Most athletes would hire a better agent, get a PR person, and you’d see,
Gary Sheffield-style, articles start to trickle into ESPN The
Magazine
, Sports Illustrated–those long feature pieces about how
the player with the bad rep has just been misunderstood and (where
applicable) goes to church, gives to charity, loves his kids, is kind to
puppies, and so on.

Barry Bonds, however, has refused this hollow redemption, has never altered
his line to the press. As positive articles began to appear this year, his
reaction was classic: "I’ve been the same all along," he said over
and over. "You all have changed."

Bonds didn’t break, or compromise, or kiss Ahmad Rashad’s feet. He didn’t
shill his charity work, or his love for his daughter. Now, after years of
turning in one of the top performances in the league, he’s having one of the
best seasons by any player ever to play baseball.

Bonds has been the same all along. It’s everyone else who’s coming around to
him, and it’s about time.

Derek Zumsteg is an author of Baseball Prospectus. You can contact him by
clicking here.

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