Barry Bonds can't get a job.
A recent Sports Illustrated article outlined the steroid user's travails in that no team wants him. His agent (who would apparently deal with the devil himself) is talking about investigating the possibility of collusion.
Then, there are a few out there who would put the soon-to-be-convicted-criminal together with that most what's-wrong-with-baseball franchise, the Yankees.
Witness this article.
I hope Bonds never plays again. I hope he goes to prison for perjury. I hope his records get an asterisk, which is baseball's ultimate penalty. Just ask the family of Roger Maris, who did absolutely nothing wrong, but received one anyway.
But instead, look for the grotesquely muscled "superstar" to be wearing pinstripes soon. Look for the "faithful" fans to boo at first, then become hysterical supporters with his first tainted home run.
