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Roger Clemens Traded To Washington (Pt 2/4)

The scandal of steroids is the latest in a bath of player strikes, inflated salaries and inflated ticket prices that would test anyone's love and loyalty.

I grew up living, breathing and loving MLB.    Before I knew about girls, or at least before I knew I would like them, there was MLB.    Before I hated High School, there was MLB.     Before the other sports came into my view, there was MLB.      

The scandal of steroids is the latest in a bath of player strikes, inflated salaries and inflated ticket prices that would test anyone's love and loyalty.

To watch MLB in the age of steroids is to question everything.     The shortstop that hits 10 more homers than the year before.    Is he taking?      The relief pitcher that suddenly goes 2 innings and doubles his saves.    Is he on HGH?    Steroids?     Just coming into his prime naturally?

I like to write.    If from a very early age, everyone around me helped me hone my writing skills, told me what a great writer I will be and catered to my wishes and needs in the process, needless to say I would have a lot of my value as a human being tied into being a great writer.     Lo and behold, I get to a point where there are other very good writers that I have to compete against.    

Let's say there was a little green pill that I could take...that other good writers with my level of ability and potential were taking, to make us all better writers.    This green pill would fill a writer with better storylines, enable a writer to stay up throughout the night pounding away on keyboards, and giving a writer a real edge in the world of writing.    

This green pill would be necessary to achieve my dream of becoming a great writer, or even just a good writer that could keep up with the rest of the pack.

Well, what would I do?    My life's ambition, training and sacrifice is tied into this.    After all, it's only a little green pill...right?     This pill does have its side-effects, particularly long-term.       However, with my ability, plus the "greenies," I could be another Charles Dickens, or Mike Lupica, or Ernest Hemingway.      

What about you?     A pill or two a day, to meet all your professional desires.     Money, respect, maybe even a touch of fame and what comes with it.    Sell more than your competition.     Out hustle your office-mates for that promotion.     What would your choice be?

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