Pujols was it. He was the Bill Brasky of baseball. He peed singles and crapped doubles. Give him a 32-ounce Louisville Slugger and a bottle of Fruit Punch Gatorade and he could have demolished old Busch Stadium by himself in under an hour. Men in St. Louis would have stepped aside proudly if Pujols wanted to have his way with their wives. But he didn’t, because he’s too classy for that. --Joe Sports Fan


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