Where were you when Bonds hit #755?

Everyone who knows me knows I'm a supporter of Barry Bonds. I simply feel that if amateur athletes realized that they could reach the top of their sport with steroids in the 80's (Ben Johnson in '88), then professionals who could go from earning below a living wage in the minors to millions in the majors would do it too. So if a sport chooses not to police itself, it is colluding with the cheating players. Even if you believe Hank Aaron is a better baseball player than Bonds, he most like was not competing for a roster spot with 'roided up teammates to face 'roided up pitchers. Plus, without hard evidence on any of the players, you'd need to put an asterisk next to every player in this 10 year window who makes it into the hall of fame.

But I'm rambling. Where was I when he hit #755? At Safeco Field watching the Mariners play the Red Sox. They flashed the rerun of his hit on the jumbotron to a chorus of boo's and my cheers. The game I attended was great. The Mariners ultimately lost 4-3, but staged a late game rally. Shannon's a big Yankees fan, so having a chance to watch their nemesis go down at the hands of the local club was worth getting good seats. We were just a few rows back of the right field wall, enjoying hot dogs, beer, and chili fries!