It was 2:14 p.m. on a cool Sunday in May when Byung-Hyun Kim threw a 90-mph fastball to Barry Bonds. With the count full and a runner on base, Bonds took a swing at the ball and made a connection. This wasn’t Bonds’ swing of the past, the one where he got a perfect rotation from his hips, kept his bat under perfect control, got his legs into the swing, and drove the ball for what seemed to be miles and miles. No, this was Bonds’ new swing, his swing of the past few months. This was the swing where Barry barely moves his legs, doesn’t even get his right foot up to generate more power, and just flails around hopefully, trying to make some contact with the ball, and praying that he can hit it over the wall on pure upper body strength alone.
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