Add another one to your tally of Ridiculous Shit Surrounding Clemens and McNamee, kiddos: Trainer-Boy is selling a bunch of Clemens autographs.
The Boston Herald has broken the hilarious news that he has given 50-60 signed items - hats, balls, photos, even jerseys (no syringes) - to a sports dealer, Phil Castinetti of Sportsworld in Mass, for us greedy fans to scramble to get our grubby little hands on. He's also thrown in some stuff signed by Dandy Andy and Jose "Don't Mess With Me or I Will Put Your Name in My Next Book So Fast You Won't Know What Hit You," and he's made some select items even more valuable by adding his John Hancock to them. And by "more valuable" I mean ruined them. Who the hell wants McNamee's signature jacking up their pristine Clemens-signed merch??
I've saved the best part for last, though! McNamee and Castinetti are estimating that the goods could fetch him up to $75 grand (which he ironically may wind up turning right over to Clemens should he lose that defamation lawsuit the Rocket slapped upon him), and when asked what he was going to do with the dough he responded that he MIGHT donate it to charity.
MIGHT!!! Who says that?! If you're going to donate it, do it! If you're not going to do it, why bother saying anything??
Classy fellow, eh?
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