With Bonds
needing only seven home runs to pass Babe Ruth and the four dozen to end
Aaron's 32-year reign as the Home Run King, Game of Shadows arrives just in
time. It spares us the indignity of investing wholly into what, cleanly
obtained, could have been the sporting celebration of a lifetime. Instead it
challenges us to reflect not on the greatness of Bonds but on his unworthiness.
There is unease in that reality, a discomfort in knowing, as Robert Browning
wrote timelessly:
The lie was
dead
And damned, and
truth stood up instead.
For this is
baseball, an institution knocked low when truth no longer resides in its
numbers.