And the great thing about America is that we're all entitled to our own opinion. I don't have to agree with it, but I do respect it.
A friend of mine played in the Reds organization while Rose was manager. He actually got to make a short trip to the majors, but pretty much topped out at AAA ball. He said that in Spring Training, in the morning Rose would pick some guy who was probably not going past AA, and send him over to the dog track across the street to place Rose’s bets.
In the afternoon, Rose was nowhere to be seen around the Reds’ complex; he was at the track himself. My friend told me nobody knew more about baseball than Pete Rose. And he’d never met someone whose personal life was so messed up.