Hank Aaron doesn’t like him. Jeff Kent despises him. Heck, even Bank of America wants nothing to do with him. He’s baseball pariah Barry Bonds, and at this point it’s possible that most people just wish he would go away forever. It’s not that hard for most people to avoid him these days; baseball teams have no room at the inn for the broken-down, HGHed-up former slugger. He’s still a sideshow carnival like he was when he was cranking drug-fueled dingers out of ballparks, but these days his appearances in the news are spectacle of a sadder sort.
Bonds’ string of schadenfreude continuted yesterday when the short list of people who can stand Bonds got a little bit shorter. Bonds’ soon-to-be ex-wife Liz Watson filed for divorce yesterday in Los Angeles.