Hardball Heaven

Not a very good day yesterday for high-profile dinks. In the most unsurprising breaking news ever, we learned last night that Barry Bonds has been formally indicted on steroids-related charges - specifically, that he perjured himself in front of a grand jury, and that he obstructed justice. Many trees have died detailing this sad, pathetic mess over the last couple of years, and it now takes on - if possible - a whole new level. While I don't think ol' big-head will spend time in prison, I think it's safe to say that a) his career is over, and b)the asterisk applies in every form and fashion when discussing Bonds' career.

But that's only one big-time a-hole that had a tough Thursday. How about Scotty Boras, baseball's uber-agent? His penance for mis-reading the market for A-Rod and demanding that talks with the Yankees begin at $350 million? He was barred from any of the in-person conversations over the last couple days between A-Rod and Yanks' execs. And you just know that had to be killing him and his massively inflated ego. Boras haters throughout the world of sports had a rare moment to rejoice.

Other than that, not much else to report. Rumors popped up yesterday that Mike Lowell had received a couple of 4-year offers worth more than the Sox have offered so far. The Yankees were supposedly one of the suitors, but they want him to play first base for them now that A-Rod is almost in the fold. My gut instinct: Lowell signs with Boston for four years/$50 million or so.