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More Jay McGwire Book Excerpts
By Josh Bacott Thursday, January 22, 2009
Yesterday marked a somewhat significant, yet not all together shocking, development in world of St. Louis sports.
Deadspin.com broke news that the estranged younger brother of a certain Cardinals slugger - that may or may not have done some illegal performance enhancers in his time - is shopping a tell-all book. The book is said to contain some intimate details that may be of interest to those ardent defenders of Mark McGwire, most of which still reside in our fair city. We’ll let Deadspin fill you in on the gist of the proposed page-turner:
Jay McGwire idolized his older brothers, became hooked on steroids, crashed, found God, and now wants to share his story with the world. He also claims he introduced the fallen home run hero to 'roids.
And though they have been strapped with the unshakeable, credibility-crushing label of a “sports blog”, Deadspin had exclusive excerpts of the proposed book. The excerpts described how Jay McGwire, a professional bodybuilder, greased the wheels for his brother to take the plunge…
"Shortly after I won the Contra Costa Bodybuilding Championships in May of 1994, Mark took the plunge. I accompanied him to Sacramento where we met with my supplier and trainer, who explained to him how the different drugs would work on his body and answered a myriad of questions from Mark. Given Mark’s curiosity and lack of knowledge about steroids I saw from Mark, I would be shocked if Mark did something like what Jose Canseco claimed happened back in the early years....Mark began to use, but in low dosages so he wouldn’t lift his way out of baseball.”
Oh but it wasn’t all about steroids, people. This future NY Times Bestseller digs a little deeper into the personal life of Big Mac…
"We had Mark and his fiancée over one day to visit our house and things sort of got out of control with my nine-year-old stepson, Eric, when he bumped Mark accidentally and coffee spilled on Mark’s clothes. Mark picked him up and yelled at him and swatted him on his butt like a parent. After that you could hear a pin drop in that room. Everyone was shocked. This is where it all hit the fan, right before Mark’s wedding. That’s when the relationship got strained... It was uncharacteristic of Mark to do something like that. In St. Louis, he supported all these abused children foundations, even had his own foundation. I wouldn’t call a swat on the butt abuse, but it wasn’t his place.”
We tip the cap to Deadspin for their investigative skills, but the JSF team felt that, as a website that resides in the city that hosted the most significant of McGwire’s steroid-enhanced accomplishments, it was our duty to dig further. We managed to pull a few other excerpts from “The McGwire Family Secret: The Truth About Steroids, a Slugger and Ultimate Redemption” by Jay McGwire.
Clearly, this Jay McGwire kid has some stories to tell:
“After I got Mark fully on board with my steroid program I felt that, for the first time in a long time, he really trusted me and valued what I could offer him. But that all changed one night. We were sitting in the weight room chatting after a long workout and I told him that I had to go hit the tanning bed. He asked a few questions about it and I figured he was finally ready to jump under the lamps and get some color. I was a body-builder, so I was very involved with the tanning community so I told him that I could hook him up with some free appointments in the “super” bed, get him access to the strongest accelerators and even score some black market bronzing cream that I had been using before shows. And we could do it all hush-hush so there wasn’t this dramatic entrance in spring training with him looking like he spent the offseason hanging with some Jersey Shore kids or something. But he would not agree to it. He said there was a line that he wouldn’t cross and, while steroids were fine, if he resorted to tanning, he would regret it for the rest of his life.”
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“Mark and I always had a bit of a competition going to see who could dress more feminine at family get togethers. This one time, we really got into it at my house and took it to another level. I remember by the end of the day, I was wearing nothing but an old thong that I stole from my wife’s closet and Mark was wearing a plaid skirt like a Catholic schoolgirl. We both looked ridiculous, but I definitely won that round. We had so much fun, we even took some pictures in the back yard of us flexing while wearing these outfits. That was a blast.”
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“There was this one night that we had Mark and his fiancé over for cheesecake and we got to see that the drugs were having a negative effect on him. He was playing RBI baseball on Nintendo with my stepson and when he saw that the he was portrayed as a short, fat guy on the game, he absolutely flipped out. We tried to tell him that all the players were short, fat guys, but he didn’t want to hear that. He just kept screaming “Mac not fat!” and bashing things with his ham-sized fists. He eventually picked up the TV, ripped the cords out of the wall and launched it through my wall. It went straight through the drywall and everything. That’s when I knew Roger Maris’ record was in trouble.”
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“When my big brother broke into the Majors in Oakland during the late 80’s, I used to hang around the clubhouse as much as I could. There were so many superstars on that team – Canseco, Eckersley, Dave Stewart, Mike Gallego and of course Rickey Henderson. The first time I met him in the clubhouse he was marveling at how tan and built I was. He couldn’t believe I was Mark’s younger brother. Then like 10 years went by and I happened to see him again at an MLB event that I was at with Mark and he actually came up to me and said 'hey I remember meeting another guy who looked like Mark McGwire’s brother who was super ripped and bronze like ten years ago when I was in Oakland. What a coincidence.' The guy was so crazy that he didn’t realize I was the same guy he met in Oakland!
Wait. No, that wasn’t me, that was that fake story about John Olerud and Rickey in Toronto. Man, Rickey is wacky.”
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“I really think it’s admirable that Mark is still supported so adamantly by so many people including Tony LaRussa. I never got to know Tony personally but as sort of a “thanks for the ‘roids” night, Mark took me and our supplier to an offseason party at LaRussa’s house one time. Man, was that wild. I’ve never seen a guy chug more wine than Tony. It was awesome – they strapped beer holders to the backs of all the dogs and cats, which were all over the place, so you didn’t even have to go anywhere to get a cold one. They were just delivered to you. And there were so many weird celebrities there – I think I saw Huey Lewis, Dave Duncan, Bobby Knight, John Grisham and I think Steven Perry from Journey was singing by the pool all night even though no one was paying attention to him. Getting access to one of LaRussa’s offseason keggers was just one of the perks of being Mark’ dealer.”
More Jay McGwire Book Excerpts
By Josh Bacott Thursday, January 22, 2009
Yesterday marked a somewhat significant, yet not all together shocking, development in world of St. Louis sports.
Deadspin.com broke news that the estranged younger brother of a certain Cardinals slugger - that may or may not have done some illegal performance enhancers in his time - is shopping a tell-all book. The book is said to contain some intimate details that may be of interest to those ardent defenders of Mark McGwire, most of which still reside in our fair city. We’ll let Deadspin fill you in on the gist of the proposed page-turner:
Jay McGwire idolized his older brothers, became hooked on steroids, crashed, found God, and now wants to share his story with the world. He also claims he introduced the fallen home run hero to 'roids.
And though they have been strapped with the unshakeable, credibility-crushing label of a “sports blog”, Deadspin had exclusive excerpts of the proposed book. The excerpts described how Jay McGwire, a professional bodybuilder, greased the wheels for his brother to take the plunge…
"Shortly after I won the Contra Costa Bodybuilding Championships in May of 1994, Mark took the plunge. I accompanied him to Sacramento where we met with my supplier and trainer, who explained to him how the different drugs would work on his body and answered a myriad of questions from Mark. Given Mark’s curiosity and lack of knowledge about steroids I saw from Mark, I would be shocked if Mark did something like what Jose Canseco claimed happened back in the early years....Mark began to use, but in low dosages so he wouldn’t lift his way out of baseball.”
Oh but it wasn’t all about steroids, people. This future NY Times Bestseller digs a little deeper into the personal life of Big Mac…
"We had Mark and his fiancée over one day to visit our house and things sort of got out of control with my nine-year-old stepson, Eric, when he bumped Mark accidentally and coffee spilled on Mark’s clothes. Mark picked him up and yelled at him and swatted him on his butt like a parent. After that you could hear a pin drop in that room. Everyone was shocked. This is where it all hit the fan, right before Mark’s wedding. That’s when the relationship got strained... It was uncharacteristic of Mark to do something like that. In St. Louis, he supported all these abused children foundations, even had his own foundation. I wouldn’t call a swat on the butt abuse, but it wasn’t his place.”
We tip the cap to Deadspin for their investigative skills, but the JSF team felt that, as a website that resides in the city that hosted the most significant of McGwire’s steroid-enhanced accomplishments, it was our duty to dig further. We managed to pull a few other excerpts from “The McGwire Family Secret: The Truth About Steroids, a Slugger and Ultimate Redemption” by Jay McGwire.
Clearly, this Jay McGwire kid has some stories to tell:
“After I got Mark fully on board with my steroid program I felt that, for the first time in a long time, he really trusted me and valued what I could offer him. But that all changed one night. We were sitting in the weight room chatting after a long workout and I told him that I had to go hit the tanning bed. He asked a few questions about it and I figured he was finally ready to jump under the lamps and get some color. I was a body-builder, so I was very involved with the tanning community so I told him that I could hook him up with some free appointments in the “super” bed, get him access to the strongest accelerators and even score some black market bronzing cream that I had been using before shows. And we could do it all hush-hush so there wasn’t this dramatic entrance in spring training with him looking like he spent the offseason hanging with some Jersey Shore kids or something. But he would not agree to it. He said there was a line that he wouldn’t cross and, while steroids were fine, if he resorted to tanning, he would regret it for the rest of his life.”
-----
“Mark and I always had a bit of a competition going to see who could dress more feminine at family get togethers. This one time, we really got into it at my house and took it to another level. I remember by the end of the day, I was wearing nothing but an old thong that I stole from my wife’s closet and Mark was wearing a plaid skirt like a Catholic schoolgirl. We both looked ridiculous, but I definitely won that round. We had so much fun, we even took some pictures in the back yard of us flexing while wearing these outfits. That was a blast.”
-----
“There was this one night that we had Mark and his fiancé over for cheesecake and we got to see that the drugs were having a negative effect on him. He was playing RBI baseball on Nintendo with my stepson and when he saw that the he was portrayed as a short, fat guy on the game, he absolutely flipped out. We tried to tell him that all the players were short, fat guys, but he didn’t want to hear that. He just kept screaming “Mac not fat!” and bashing things with his ham-sized fists. He eventually picked up the TV, ripped the cords out of the wall and launched it through my wall. It went straight through the drywall and everything. That’s when I knew Roger Maris’ record was in trouble.”
-----
“When my big brother broke into the Majors in Oakland during the late 80’s, I used to hang around the clubhouse as much as I could. There were so many superstars on that team – Canseco, Eckersley, Dave Stewart, Mike Gallego and of course Rickey Henderson. The first time I met him in the clubhouse he was marveling at how tan and built I was. He couldn’t believe I was Mark’s younger brother. Then like 10 years went by and I happened to see him again at an MLB event that I was at with Mark and he actually came up to me and said 'hey I remember meeting another guy who looked like Mark McGwire’s brother who was super ripped and bronze like ten years ago when I was in Oakland. What a coincidence.' The guy was so crazy that he didn’t realize I was the same guy he met in Oakland!
Wait. No, that wasn’t me, that was that fake story about John Olerud and Rickey in Toronto. Man, Rickey is wacky.”
-----
“I really think it’s admirable that Mark is still supported so adamantly by so many people including Tony LaRussa. I never got to know Tony personally but as sort of a “thanks for the ‘roids” night, Mark took me and our supplier to an offseason party at LaRussa’s house one time. Man, was that wild. I’ve never seen a guy chug more wine than Tony. It was awesome – they strapped beer holders to the backs of all the dogs and cats, which were all over the place, so you didn’t even have to go anywhere to get a cold one. They were just delivered to you. And there were so many weird celebrities there – I think I saw Huey Lewis, Dave Duncan, Bobby Knight, John Grisham and I think Steven Perry from Journey was singing by the pool all night even though no one was paying attention to him. Getting access to one of LaRussa’s offseason keggers was just one of the perks of being Mark’ dealer.”
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