Barry’s Babe and the Fine Mr. Michal – by
Barry
Bonds wasn't even in the majors yet, and I think he'd just been drafted by the
Pirates out of
I was
at O'Hare Airport getting ready to board a plane on a business trip for this
local golf magazine that I was working for at the time. I was in line to go
thru security and ahead of me was this knock-out blonde, poured into this teeny
little white dress that showed all her curves and plenty of leg. On top of
that, she was in these black high-heal pumps that would click and clack as she
walked through the terminal, and I was memorized. I didn't normally do this,
but it's like the Holy Spirit alighted on me, and I ran up to catch her as she
walked to her plane. I struck up a conversation and used the old "I'm a
golf writer" line. Turns out she was an ASU student on her way back to
school, and she said something about her boyfriend plays golf and he used to be
an ASU player who'd been drafted. And I said I'm a baseball fan, who is he, and
she says Barry Bonds. Well, baseball geek I am I almost spit out my teeth,
because even then he was trumpeted by Baseball
I do
know that Bonds later married a white woman and I've always wondered if this
girl was it. I am pretty sure now that he's married to a black woman, so it has
to be that his marriage to the white woman failed because all that time she was
thinking of me. (!)