So I was at the gym about an hour ago when a friend on Twitter DMed me this …
Yes, that’s John Rocker. And he’s wearing a LIBERALS SUCK shirt.
Now, long ago this sort of thing might have bothered me. Or, perhaps, resulted in some sort of holier-than-thou blog post about Rocker’s choices in life since our 1999 drive through hell. But as I sit here, approaching my 46th birthday and secure in the life I live, I only have one question for John: Where’s my money, bitch?
(And not about the bitch part.)
John has a website where he sells all sorts of stuff. T-shirts for $20, signed jerseys for $100. He’s been peddling SPEAK ENGLISH goodies for a few years—but the LIBERALS SUCK and LIBERALS ARE PUSSIES items are new and particularly exciting.
Here, however, is what really caught my eye. In a section headlined IN THE WINDSHIELD, Rocker sort of explains himself as a 2018 entity. Here is what he writes:
Well, here’s the thing: I say bravo! Sincerely—bravo! In the years after the infamous article, Rocker routinely tried to convince people he wasn’t the knuckle-dragging neanderthal portrayed by Sports Illustrated. Only, well, he was a knuckle-dragging neanderthal. But now, to his credit, he’s owning it. He’s saying, “Hey, this is me, this is who I am—now buy my shit.” There’s a certain liberating quality to that, if you think about it. John Rocker admitting he’s John Rocker.
And, along those lines, don’t I deserve some credit? A percentage of shirt sales? Without that article, John Rocker—according to Baseball Reference—is these guys …
Last I checked, Sean Doolittle’s T-shirts haven’t been selling so well.
PS: John Rocker served nary a day in the military, used PEDs to cheat his way into the Majors and has milked everything he can out of an article written by a man he once called “a typical Jew with an agenda.” If that ain’t textbook “pussy” material, what is?
PPS: This was pretty great, from a Twitter follower …