While half of Columbia (or so it seemed) was hitting my blog today, I was out at PacBell / SBC / AT&T Park watching my Mets kick the Giants' butts. It was a great game. Perfect weather, good seats (Thanks Brendan!), and exciting play. I'm hoarse, sunburned, and exhausted, but I had a great time.
Unfortunately Bonds hit his 711th home run in his first at-bat (the bottom of the 9th) to tie the game, but even that turned out OK because his 2nd at-bat was a pop fly out to end the game.
After seeing Bonds in action, I've come to think that Aaron's record may be safe after all. Bonds' mobility is shot. He'll be lucky to make it through this year, and unless he leaves the Giants and becomes a DH somewhere else, I don't see how he'll be able to play through to another 45 home runs. He can barely take the field.
And in the "It takes all kinds to make a world" department, here's a guy who was sitting nearby in the stands:
