A-Really?: The Plight of An Alex Rodriguez Fan

Now I'm just confused. First, minor surgery, then major surgery, followed by no surgery, and finally, arthroscopic surgery. What the hell is a labrum anyway?

I'm a Yankees fan. I have been for many years. Along with being a part of the Evil Empire, I'm also an Alex Rodriguez fan. I have to admit, it's been a rough month. Granted, probably not as bad as it's been on A-Rod, but I'm embarrassed nonetheless.

It was hard for me, going from Montreal to Yankee Stadium over the years and hearing the boos mixed in with the cheers when number 13 stepped up to the plate. Montreal Canadiens fans are fickle, but this is a two-time MVP.

"His playoff performance leaves a lot to the imagination, but at least he's a pure athlete. He has no need for HGH or any other of that junk, he is just supremely talented who will go down as the best regular-season baseball player of all-time."

I used to tell my friends things like that. Their ears would be poisoned by my ranting and support. They used to love to hate him for being that good. Now they have other reasons.

As if the steroids in Texas weren't bad enough, now he has to deal with surgery. I wish the guy could have had a relatively normal season with no new distractions—with him hiting 50 homers in the process.

But now what? He misses eight weeks (six, at best) and gets booed all over the league when he returns. He won't be playing at 100 percent, so his production will be down. And I still have to research what a labrum is.

The advantages to being a fan of the most controversial player in the game are as follows: ___________, ___________, and _________.

All right, I haven't yet thought of them, but there has to be some upside to the situation. If anyone can help me out, please don't be shy.