Bear with me here. Let's play a game. Pretend, just while reading this, that Barry Bonds never did steroids. But he hit No. 714 this past weekend just the same. So all you have to go against the guy on is that he's a dink (great word to describe him, by the way). He hit the bomb cleanly, but acts like a jerk, and now baseball - and Bonds himself - has to decide what to do next.
I saw Bonds play in person just last weekend. And let me tell you something. He's done. Finished. Over. That doesn't mean he can't still mash. It means his body isn't going to let him continue playing any longer. He's done. So what does he do next?
Obviously, he'll get that 715th home run, and obviously he'll have Hank Aaron in his sights. But how does he continue to play through the obvious pain he's in and through his body's obvious signals that it doesn't want to continue? Home run No. 755 is not going to happen this year. No way. So that means it'll take another year entirely. That's the rest of this year, an offseason of constant media scrutiny, spring training, and another 120+ baseball games before Bonds is sniffing 755. Can he do it?
On one hand, I have to say he can. If the guy can live through what he's already lived through coming into this year, he can do just about anything. And people should admire that. Again, forget why he's going through it, just understand that he is going through it. How do you not admire that? With the ability he's shown to disregard all that's around him and still hit bombs, you have to think that if he decides to come back, it'll only be because he trusts his body to do so. But that's the major issue.