The enormity of the Astros’ cheating scandal can be found in the voices of big-league players, a group known for keeping its collective lips zipped.
We’re not hearing the dismissiveness that often accompanies unethical behavior in the game.
We’re not hearing that cheating has been around forever, that boys will be boys or that mountains are being constructed out of molehills. We’re not hearing silence.
We’re hearing anger. Real anger, banged over fire into a sharp point. We’re hearing the anger of players who, knowing something elemental has been attacked, want a reckoning. They’re angry because they sense that whatever that reckoning should be, it can’t be had.