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Going, going ... Please be Gone, Barry Bonds

With one smooth swing, Barry Bonds hit his 715 home run of his career on Sunday in San Francisco, passing the immortal Babe Ruth for second on the all-time home run list.

Congratulations, Barry, now please get off my television.

It's come to the point that I don't even want to hear analysts talk about the steroids and everything else anti-Bonds. I don't want to hear anything about Bonds, good or bad about the San Francisco Giant Head (thanks to Rick Reilly for that).

It just needs to stop. Everyone needs to stop. ESPN, Sports Illustrated, Fox Sports - just please, let's talk about the good things in baseball. He hit 715 and needs 40 more to beat Hank Aaron, but can we talk about that in, say, 39 home runs?

No more Barry-Fest. No more Barrypalooza. No more. Not only is Bonds tarnishing baseball, but the media is just making it worse by plastering his picture all over my television. I know it's news -- it's big news -- but how long do we have to talk about 715? How long do I have to go before doesn't have anything at all about Bonds on its front page?

What really makes this sour in my mouth is what kind of player Bonds is now. Let's not even talk steroids. Look at him in the field and on the base paths - he can't do either. His legs are falling out beneath him, and if it's not out of the ballpark, he's not going to move all that well. He hit a ball to right field Sunday that should have been a double but, with Bonds' legs, it was the longest single in the history of AT&T Park.

He's hit 715, now let's move on. Let's talk about the eight home runs the Braves hit Sunday. Let's talk about Tim Wakefield's spectacular eight innings of no-run baseball. Let's talk about the hot Detroit Tigers.

I don't care what we talk about, as long as Bonds' head isn't hogging my television screen.