Tuesday, January 09, 2007

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eight of the 537 voters from the baseball writers association of america didnt select cal ripken, jr. as a hall of fame nominee this afternoon.

although ripken still earned the third highest percentage of overall nods in baseball's hall of fame history, i couldnt help but wonder what strain of 'dro these eight buffoons were smoking when they decided cal shouldnt make the cut.

who could they possibly select in lieu of ripken?

throughout his twenty-one year career with the orioles, ripken smashed 3,184 hits, cranked 431 home runs, participated in 19 all-star games and played in two-thousand, six hundred and thirty-two consecutive games.

those who fail to grasp the gargantuan significance of ripken's streak in an era where professional athletes routinely sit out games for trivial reasons simply do not belong in the writer's guild; these eight assholes completely lack an understanding, appreciation, and, most importantly, a vision of the hall's hallowed spirit.

show some fucking class.

ripken eclipsed mere ironman status to attain an absolutely impervious plateau of athletic endurance that will remain a light-year benchmark until the end of time.

2 Comments:

Blogger Brad said...

More unbelievable is that Albert Belle and Ken Caminiti (who actually died from drug addiction brought on by an earlier steroid fix) both received 2 votes.

I'm most concerned with the fact that Goose Gossage, who was a three inning closer, still waits.

6:42 AM  
Blogger Brad said...

And by the way, I second your acknowledgement of Ripken. The "Ironman" streak was amazing as an athletic accomplishment, but more importantly, showed a level of professionalism that simply doesn't exist anymore.

Ripken was one of the last pro athletes who realized that they live charmed lives, and that aches and pains don't allow the rest of the world to miss work.

6:47 AM  

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