He could have used the Photoshop excuse. Or the blogs-have-no-credibility defense. Or the "I don't remember'' line. Or the staged-prank claim. Or the evil-cousin-looks-just-like-me explanation. Or the b.s. spin tried by every high-profile juicer who can't face steroids reality.Instead, Josh Hamilton tried an approach rarely seen anymore when a famous sports figure is caught in a compromising position. He brought truth, honesty and directness -- his only chance to make us understand just why in the hell a young woman was fondling his crotch while he and more young women were taking turns licking whipped cream off each other's chests. Yes, he told us, the 12 Josh Gone Wild photos were real, shot last January in a bar near the Arizona State campus. Yes, he told us, it was the only time since Oct. 6, 2005 that he wasn't sober after his long, well-chronicled battle with alcohol and drugs. Yes, he told us, he is embarrassed, humiliated and pointing the finger at no one but himself.




