Not in the slightest. And I love the game.
I could care less what Bonds does. Period.
Well, we agree on something...
I keep thinking about the girly throw when the Pirates lost the NLCS in 1992 and him bumbling around in the sixth game of the World Series.
He's the modern day Ralph Kiner, who Enos Slaughter claimed he could score from second on a pop-up to him.