It appears that the Baseball Writer's Association of America possesses the backbone that Major League Baseball does not. They ignored Mark "Juice" McGwire in their Hall of Fame voting yesterday. In fact, he will need 281 more votes to get into Cooperstown.
And the peasants rejoiced.
On a brighter note:
"Two men are in.
Tony Gwynn, the lifetime .338 hitter, and Cal Ripken Jr., who only played when they lined the field and let people into the ballpark, which was every day, are bystanders presumed innocent.
Many men aren't in. Goose Gossage, who came within 21 votes, Jim Rice, Jack Morris and Andre Dawson aren't. Neither is Mark McGwire, who didn't come close." (H/T - Yahoo! Sports)
The only down side to the vote is that Big Mac stole the spotlight from two deserving, humble men like Tony Gwynn, and my favorite player of all time, Cal Ripken, Jr. That they belonged in the Hall was never any doubt, since they personified everything baseball should be. In fact, their entry should be a wake-up call to the Barry Bonds' and Sammy Sosa's of the world. Nice guys sometimes finish first.
You just know he caught this pop-up.
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