The Biggest Story of Baseball's Spring Training? Not the WBC...

When March 2nd rolls around, the most fascinating story in baseball will not be the World Baseball Classic.

Nor will it be your favorite baseball team training in Florida or Arizona.  Nor will it be where big named free agents like Manny Ramirez will sign.  

It will be Barry Bonds' perjury trial.  And if that's not intriguing enough for you, ex-teammate Bobby Estalella (and admitted steroid user) will reportedly testify against him in the proceedings.

I'm not a Court TV guy, although I did watch the Illinois State Senate impeach Governor Rod Blagojevich Thursday afternoon.  But this will be great television.  

Finally we'll see that scum bag Bonds get what he deserves.  He'll go to jail for cheating and lying.  We can finally put the famed asterisk next to his home run record of 762.  We can go back to calling Hank Aaron's 755 blasts the real career home run mark.  

Court proceedings are slow, so it's not like we weren't going to eventually see this trial come for the fairly unpopular slugger.  But it is long enough after Bonds retired, er, didn't have a choice but not to play since no team risked signing him in 2008, that we finally need some closure.  As a diehard baseball fan my entire life, seeing Bonds hit blast number 756 off Washington's Mike Bascik was one of the more unnerving moments I have had as a fan.  

Hopefully, soon after the March 2nd trial begins, we can finally put an end to Barry Bonds' records in baseball.

It's sad really.  The guy was one of the most tremendously talented baseball players I've ever seen.  As someone in my early twenties, there are few players I have ever watched that I marveled at as much as Bonds.  On his own merit, prior to his run with steroids, he was a good enough player by a long shot to earn a ticket to Cooperstown.  His career statistics look like those of a video game slugger that you've simulated ten seasons with.  They're insane.

But he was always a bad guy.  He was never a likable player you could rally behind.  Even when he was breaking records, he never had the adoration (except for in San Francisco) that Mark McGwire and Sammy Sosa had in their magical (albeit steroid induced) home run race in 1998.  His accomplishments later in his career left a sour taste in the mouths of baseball fans across the globe.

So I'm ready for the demise of Barry Bonds.  He deserves whatever sentence he eventually earns in court.  And March 2nd, I'll definitely be watching the trial.