"Corky, This is Rickey. Rickey Needs Your Vote."
Categories: Unreal
You know what? I was just going to let this whole thing pass without comment, because I've seen it everywhere else. But I can't. I just can't. It's just too damn much for me.
Rickey Henderson is going into the Hall of Fame today. However, the greatest lead-off hitter in the history of the game isn't going to be a unanimous choice, because of one Corky Simpson. Sigh.
Rickey Henderson is going into the Hall of Fame today. However, the greatest lead-off hitter in the history of the game isn't going to be a unanimous choice, because of one Corky Simpson. Sigh. Corky's reason? He's not a Rickey guy.
You get that? Did you fucking get that? Corky Simpson just isn't a Rickey guy.
What?
Are you familiar with the game of baseball, Mr. Simpson?
What is even funnier to me is that Mr. Simpson then later changed his mind, saying that he should have voted for Rickey. So why didn't he? Well, beyond just not being a Rickey guy, he didn't properly research him. Again, really? You're a sports writer, for the love of god! What else do you have to do? You didn't research you vote for the fucking Hall of Fame?
And, to top it all off, this douchebag has the gall to get sarcastic about it. He would vote for Rickey just because he played for nine teams. Imagine all those hats.
I can barely string together rational thoughts at this. Look, if you have a real reason not to vote for a guy, fine. That's your prerogative. But this? This is just asinine.
So next time someone argues with you that the voting by the Baseball Writers' Association of America, for the MVP, the Cy Young, the Hall of Fame, whatever, isn't a joke, I've got two words: Corky Simpson.
Ridiculous.
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