Stepping out of his black Chevy Tahoe SUV, smashingly dressed, and fully aware that the media would bombard him beforehand, former glory Barry Bonds acted like a punk today after arriving at the U.S District Courthouse to make his plea this morning. Oh, and that plea of fibbing under oath to a federal grand jury regarding his steroids use? Not guilty. Ta-da.
Basically, he came, said that he didn't do it, had a bond set at et bond at $500,000, presumably had a pretty mugshot taken, etcetera, etcetera. Also, according to today's Chronicle article on Bonds' day in court today, something interesting:
Juanita Gutierrez was heading to an appointment near the courthouse with her 3-year-old daughter, Angelica, but stopped to get a glimpse of Bonds. She managed to catch him in the lobby and did one better... "I shook his hand and wished him luck," Gutierrez said. "I don't care (about the charges) - I'm from San Francisco and I love the 49ers and the Giants, and Barry is my number one. He's even cuter in person."
Cuter in person? Stopped to catch a glimpse? Awesome. Let the circus begin.
