Oh the humanity

Now that Roger Clemens is making his valiant return to New York, everything is in question. Why didn't anyone have a problem with the Rocket's nonchalant attitude when he was in Houston?

The reason is because everyone in baseball knows that he can give the Pinstripes their 27th championship.

I'm sticking up for the guy. In fact, I almost coughed up my mushroom, pepper and sausage pizza upon hearing the news.

Who the heck is he? What gives this cow-tipping, southern-drawl speaking guy the right to act like he's god's gift to baseball and interrupt a baseball game by informing an entire stadium that his 44-year-old body will make a triumphant return.

Frankly, I'm surprised he wasn't carried into Yankee Stadium while sitting atop his royal throne.

This is the lowest common denominator in sports. I hate to say it, but Terrell Owens has nothing on Clemens when it comes to individualism.

But, it's not like we haven't seen this before.