At this point I'm pretty sure Jason Giambi could walk into Bud Selig's office with a syringe sticking out of his butt, popping greenies like M&M's, and take a steaming dump on Selig's desk, then go suit up for the game that night. What more can this guy get caught doing - or admit doing - until he finally gets suspended?Let's take a look at Giambino's rap sheet:
In 2003, Giambi was on a panel of players questioned by the grand jury on the issue of steroids. The San Francisco Chronicle obtained transcripts of those interviews and published them in 2004. In his testimony, Giambi admits to using "the clear and the cream" as well as injecting human growth hormone and testosterone.
In 2004, information from a BALCO investigation names Giambi as one of several athletes who were supplied illegal performance-enhancing drugs by Victor Conte.
In 2005, Giambi apologized to his fans. While his apology was vague, he did say "When I went into that grand jury, I told the truth."
Most recently, Giambi has been back in the news for his comments on MLB's handling of the steroid issue, and for allegedly failing an amphetamine test last season.
Seriously Bud, isn't this enough? Time to grow a pair and set an example.




