Roger Clemens in Canseco's "Juiced"

MeteoriteGuy

The following was requested in a seperate thread but since I spent all the time to translate....I figured it was worth it's own thread.


Juiced: Wild Times, Rampant 'Roids, Smash Hits, and How Baseball Got Big
By Jose Canseco

All comments from book that mention Roger Clemens.

Page 64:

"Rogers Clemens pitched three perfect innings for the American League and ended up as the most valuable player of the game."

Page 91:

"Here's something you probably don't know about Roger Clemens: He's one of the very few baseball players I know who never cheated on his wife. I was amazed by him, to be honest. His wife should be very proud of him. You see all these other guys - oh, my God, every chance they got, they would be hitting the strip clubs. They would have extra girls staying in the team hotel, one room over from their wives, so they could go back and forth from room to room if they wanted. They would have their choice of woman in damn near every city imaginable.
Roger was the exception to that. I went out with him a bunch of times where there were beautiful women around, and he had a lot of opportunities and never took them. I was with him enough to realize: This man never cheated on his wife. He was one of the rarities, the anomalies in baseball, I can hardly thing of anyone else who never cheated on his wife. I wish I could count myself as an exception, but I can't.

Page 162:
Fans would be amazed just how far some players - especially pitchers, even the best of them - will go to try to stay on the good side of umpires. Roger Clemens, who's a lock for the Hall of Fame, was conscientious about taking care of umpiring crews. One thing he would do was use his pull to get them on the best golf courses. I know, because Roger and I use to play golf together a lot of the time when we were teammate with the Red Sox, so I was out there with him. He always made sure the umps got a good starting time at courses like Blue Hill Country Club in Canton, Massachusetts.

Pages 211-12:
It was pitchers who really kept the "B12" joke going. For example, I've never seen Roger Clemens do steroids, and he never told me he did. But we've talked about what steroids could do for you, in which combinations, and I've heard him use the phrase "B12 shot" with respect to others.
A lot of pitchers did steroids to keep up with hitters. If everyone else was getting stronger and faster, then you wanted to get stronger and faster, too. If you were a pitcher, and the hitters were all getting stronger, that made your job that much more difficult. Roger use to talk about that a lot.
"You hitters are so darn strong from steroids," he'd say.
"You, but you pitchers are taking it, too. You're just taking different types," I'd respond.
And sometimes Roger would vent his frustration over the hits even the lesser players were starting to get off good pitchers. "Damn, that little guy hit it off the end of the bat and almost drove it to the wall," he would say. He would complain about guys who were hitting fifty homers when they had no business hitting thirty. It was becoming more difficult for pitchers all the time, he would complain.
What could I tell him? All's fair in love and steroids.
I can't give chapter and verse on Roger's training regimen, But I'll tell you what I thinking at the time.
One of the classic signs of steroid use is when a player's basic performance actually improves later in his career. One of the benefits of steroids is that they're especially helpful in countering the effects of aging. So in Roger's case, around the time he was leaving the Boston Red Sox - and Dan Duquette, the general manager there, was saying he was "past his prime" - Roger decided to make some changes. He starting working out harder. And whatever else he may have been doing to get stronger, he saw results. His fastball improved by a few miles per an hour. He was a great pitcher long before then; it wasn't his late-career surge that made him great. But he certainly stayed great far longer then most athletics could expect. There's no question abou that.

Page 232

In game six, though, I was setting there on the Yankees bench on a cold night ay Shae Stadium. Roger Clemens was sitting to my right, and Andy Pettitte to my left, and I was I wouldn't be asked to play. But all of a sudden, in the sixth inning, Torre called down to me.
"Canseco, you're hitting," he said.
Roger and I looked at each other, both of us totally surprised. I hadn't been in a game since the regular season. I hadn't even taken batting practice that day. I was half asleep. If it hadn't been for the cold, I'd probably have fallen asleep altogether.
"Holy (censor)!" I thought. So I stood up kind of slowly, lunched over with stiffness, my back all cramped up. Roger started pretending as if he had an oil can in his hand, and he started oiling me like the Tin Man.
I played along, making a squeaky little voice.
"Oil me here," I squeaked. "And oil me here."
Pettitte starting playing along, too, and soon all three of us were cracking up."

Page 273

The fans were entertained by watching guys like me, or Bo Jackson, or even Ken Griffey Jr., though he wasn't flashy. Randy Johnson, with his stature, was an entertainer; so was Roger Clemens. There were people who made it worthwhile for fans to come out and pay for their tickets and parking and hot dogs and sodas. They're the people who made the fans feel: Today, I got my money's worth."