Anyone who believes Roger Clemens is an honest competitor and an honest witness is as much of a lame-brained jock-sniffer as those fawning Republican representatives who gave him a pass because he's a rich, influential good 'ol boy Texan. Who would have guessed?

While administering verbal kung-fu against direct questioning, Clemens was allowed by half of the politicos — the ones with "R" next to their state — to yammer about how proud he was to represent our country in the Olympics and how concerned he is about PEDs among our nation's youth.

Yeah, right, asshole.

You're so concerned for the future that you wouldn't participate in George Mitchell's fact-finding mission, an effort to first discover ills in order to suggest action for the good of the game moving forward. You wouldn't even lend your decades' worth of expertise from playing for the four franchises you whored your ass out to.

And this was before you were fingered and given the chance to refute allegations to investigators prior to the report being made public. Yeah, that's exactly what I would do if I was clean and cared.

You are a perjurer and a cheater at worst, and at best — AT BEST, mind you — just another MLB douchebag who put the Players' Association over the ideal you claim to hold dear to you ... making sure young athletes understand the full, negative implications of PEDs.

You don't give a shit about young athletes or educating the public on steroids. You're prostituting them, with your false claims of concern, to save your ass. The ass you had shot up with B-12 (uh-huh, good one) by a sleazy trainer whose stories of PED-involvement were corraberated under oath by two former teammates and fellow clients. You didn't know any of this was going on, and if you did, you just decided to keep McNamee employed by you?

Fuck you, Clemens. You're a piece of shit. That Pete Rose defense doesn't really work out in the long run.