There is now what may be irresponsibly described as irrefutable evidence that Golden Boy Albert Pujols is unequivocally a juicer.
The real tragedy is that Albert Pujols is to Cub fans what Brett Favre is to Bears fans: a player on the team’s biggest rival that kills us, but, up to now, earns begrudging respect from Chicago fans.
Now, they share, without any question, a love of the performance enhancing, or at least, the pain killing. At least Darryl Kile limited his use to a kinder substance.
All I know is that the toasted ravioli won’t taste as good tonight.