Man oh man, there's a whole lot of butthurt out there right now surrounding the Hall of Fame.
And not because of the vote. No, that actually went well. 3 deserving guys, with a 4th a guarantee next year. Not to mention, 3 well-deserving managers.
No, all of the strum-und-drang comes down to a collaboration between Miami Herald/ESPN dude Dan Le Batard and Deadspin. Le Batard handed his HOF vote to the website, and the website polled it's readers for who should get voted in.
And boy oh boy, have the curmudgeonly LOST THEIR MINDS. Deadspin has the collection, and it is glorious.
Look, when Eric Chase started that show on our sister station, Fox Sports 1230, he called it "It's Just Sports" for a reason, and this is it. The sportswriters are acting as if Le Batard abused diplomatic immunity. "Shaaaaaaaaaame shaaaaaame," they say as they click their tongues.
Let's adjust the hue a little bit. Lets say Biggio just got in. Right at 75%. What is the reaction? Does the Hall invalidate the vote and make Biggio wait? Maybe they praise Deadspin for being the deciding vote? Perhaps they put a star next to Biggio's bust.
The fact is that these sportswtiers who are going bananas over this "controversy" is because someone let the proles into their secret club. "Oh no, these people don't get to decide who's great! WE GET TO DECIDE! WE'RE THE HIGH AND MIGHTY COUNCIL OF BASEBALL SCRIBES, AND OUR WORD SHALL BE LAW".
Look, I don't get a vote. I'm small potatoes. I'm also not a huge baseball guy, so I likely never will. But I'm still allowed to think of who I believe are "the great ones". The outrage from the writers is the same outrage that you feel coming out of newspapers, or network television: they're no longer the gatekeepers of information. They no longer set the agenda. That boy oh boy, does that frighten them.
(Note: excuse me while this blog goes quiet for a while, I'm taking my first vacation in something like 5 years. I am, in fact, writing this from home. DON'T TELL SCOTT.)