Burroughs, now 30, had it all, going from Little League World Series star to hitting .286 as the Padres’ third baseman in 2003. But from that station he morphed into a Las Vegas druggie, addicted to the bright lights and his next buzz. It was a combination that extinguished his baseball career for nearly four years and Burroughs said, “left me on death’s door.
“I wanted to be a rock star in Las Vegas, even though I didn’t play an instrument or sing. I went there for the party and I lived it for a couple of years. I was hanging out with people and putting myself in situations ... just doing stupid things.’‘
...“You never know,’’ said Kevin Towers, who drafted him in San Diego and threw him a lifeline in Arizona. “You think you get to know players and know what’s going on in their heads. But I saw it happen with Ken Caminiti, Khalil Greene—you just never know. Then you hear about things, and it’s ‘Wow!’”
Burroughs understands. He’s quick to add that he would rather not tell his ‘war stories’ but is at ease in doing just that. When asked what drugs he ingested, he wasn’t specific but his answer caused heartburn.
“It was everything and more,’’ he said. “Just think about the worst thing you can possibly think of and that was what I was doing. My addictions the last few years just escalated (to) where it got to a point that there wasn’t anything more stronger, more powerful, that I could have done to numb myself out.’‘