Today is Valentine's Day.

It's a day for roses and romance.

It's a day for candy and kisses.

It's also a day for sappy greeting cards.

Something tells me, though, that Brian McNamee isn't going to get one from Roger Clemens — or vice versa.

No., there is no doe-eyed love fest between these two former friends. McNamee's mancrush on TheRocket has long since passed.

And Clemens feels like his trainer and former buddy stabbed him in the back — with a steroid-laden syringe.

The two sat in front of Congress Wednesday calling each other liars.

McNamee claimed he injected Clemens with human growth hormone and steroids. Clemens said the only thing he was shot up with was harmless vitamins.

For 4Z\x hours — or about as long as it takes for aWorld Series game to conclude — the conversation went like this:

McNamee: "Did so."

Clemens: "Did not."

McNamee: "Uh huh. Did so."

Clemens: "Nuh uh. Did not. Liar, liar, pants on fire."

It was disgraceful and sickening. It was perhaps the worst day in major league baseball history — and it was great TV.

Obviously, someone was lying. My take is both were giving Jon Lovitz a run for his money.

"Yeah. My wife took the HGH. Yeah. That's the ticket."

It's human nature, really. No one wants to be wrong.

I'm not surprised Clemens defended himself so vehemently. He acted in front of Congress much like he did when he was on the mound.

Clemens was defiant, undaunted and fired brushback pitch after brushback pitch at both Congress and McNamee.

He even pulled out some obscure words buried deep in the dictionary, like when he claimed Andy Pettitte "misremembered" hearing him say he took HGH.

Misremembered is a pretty handy word when you think about it.

If you forget to bring your wife flowers today, just tell her you misremembered Valentine's Day.

Misremembered might never become a household word, but someday Clemens might be synonymous with doing something stupid and disgraceful. His name could become a verb, and it's never good when a noun becomes a verb.

Like, "Boy, Roger Goodell really Clemensed up that Spygate business" or "Rich Rodriguez sure did Clemens WVU."

There is one person who isn't Clemensing up the joint: Andy Pettitte. He's the key to this whole mystery.

I wanted to see him sitting between McNamee and Clemens at the table Wednesday. I wanted Rep. Harry Waxman to look at Pettitte and say, "Point to the liar."

My feeling is he would have pointed at Clemens.

At least then maybe we could all move on. Maybe we could misremember this whole thing.

Instead, we have to wonder just how much more Clemensed up baseball can get.

Mike Kilroy is a staff writer for the Butler Eagle.