If you're a baseball fan, I'm about to make you jealous. I can't tell you how many times I threatened to pinch myself through the years after walking into the Giants' clubhouse in either Scottsdale, Ariz., for Spring Training or during the regular season in San Francisco and seeing Major League royalty across the way. The two Willies, both Mays and McCovey. Gaylord Perry. Juan Marichal. Orlando Cepeda. Now Barry Bonds is back.