It seems that this week baseball has decided to play a game of “I can shock you more” with the media. First there was the news of Alex Rodriguez’s positive steroid test, which, admittedly, wasn’t all that shocking.
Then earlier this morning we got to find out about Roberto Alomar’s ex-girlfriend suing him for allegedly having unprotected sex with her while knowingly having AIDS. I don’t think anybody is going to top the Alomar bombshell, but Darryl Strawberry is going to try.
Strawberry has a new book coming out in April, and something tells me his ex-teammates aren’t going to appreciate the contents much. Strawberry’s claims about all the cocaine they did and the women they had sex with — sometimes during games — probably won’t sit well.
“We were the boys of summer. The drunk, speed-freak, sneaking-a-smoke boys of summer,” writes onetime home-run legend Darryl Strawberry in “Straw: Finding My Way,” out in April from Ecco. “[An] infamous rolling frat party . . . drinking, drugs, fights, gambling, groupies.”
Beer “was the foundation of our alcoholic lifestyle,” he writes. “We hauled around more Bud than the Clydesdales. The beer was just to get the party started and maybe take the edge off the speed and coke.”
The team’s mantra on the road, he writes, was to “tear up your best bars and nightclubs and take your finest women . . . The only hard part for us was choosing which hottie to take back to your hotel room. Lots of times you . . . picked two or three.”
Then there are these little tidbits about how the Mets would kill time between innings.
Although he doesn’t name names, Strawberry relates how team members picked out girls from the stands for quickies. He once watched a pitcher march a frisky fan to a private room for oral sex: “I was jealous. When I saw her heading back to her seat, I gave her a sign. She smiled, turned right back around, and met me in that same little room . . . I had to be quick and run back out on the field.”
Another time, “I was in the clubhouse, having one last quickie with this cute little Florida girl. Charlie Samuels, the equipment manager, came in and caught us. He just stood there shaking his head while I finished up.”
While I have no problem with all the sex they had — okay so I have somewhat of a problem with the sloppy seconds — because after all, that’s half the reason guys become baseball players, I do find the drugs a bit disturbing. I mean, we already knew Darryl and Dwight Gooden were doing cocaine, but Strawberry makes it sound like the whole team was coked up all the time.
But, hey, at least they weren’t taking steroids right? That might give them a competitive advantage. All cocaine does is give you superhuman strength and help you ignore any pain you might be feeling. Steroids don’t do any of that.