The New York Times has the most unsurprising, most anticipated revelation of the young season:
Bartolo Colon has received medical help making his come back.
It's unsurprising because, you know me, I suspect everyone of PED use. Rivera, Jeter, Colon, Arod, Swisher, Cano, Hughes, CC. I just can't believe that a person could have a chance to make millions and millions of dollars and be willing to leave that opportunity to their god given talent after spending their entire lives to that point working to become the best ball player on the planet.
For aging stars, staring retirement in the face and gazing out a vast expanse of unfulfilling rounds of golf a hundred miles away from the spectacle and privilege of Major League Baseball and away from the roar of the crowd, I don't believe that any except the most reluctant of professional athletes are willing to go quietly into that good night.
It is the most anticipated revelation of the year because I have been waiting with baited breath for the first stem cell doctoring case in a major American sport. Next up on the check list is genetic code alterations, but I think that's still a decade away.
Apparently Cashman didn't know Bart had this treatment, but when Colon's agent got wind of the pending NYTimes expose on the doctor, the agent told Cash, who in turn reported it to MLB.
"The Yankees did notify us and we are looking into it," said Pat Courtney, a spokesman for Major League Baseball.
While this treatment usually involved HGH, the doctor (Joseph R. Purita) claims that he's skipped the HGH therapy when treating pro athletes.
I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop. Again. Still.
Unsurprised, disappointed, disenchanted.