My weekly opinions, observations and rants about some Canadian baseball stories (Please follow me on Twitter: @kevinglewsports):
Any hopes that I had for Canadian Larry Walker receiving more Hall of Fame support from baseball writers this year were dashed this morning when I read about the ballots cast by 15 MLB.com scribes. Unbelievably, not one of them voted for Walker. The three-time batting champ and seven-time Gold Glove winner from Maple Ridge, B.C. was named on just 22.9 per cent of writers’ ballots.
As expected, Barry Larkin was the only player elected by the Baseball Writers’ Association of America (BBWAA). A 12-time all-star, nine-time Silver Slugger Award winner and 1995 National League MVP, Larkin is definitely a worthy inductee. For the record, Larkin hit .272 and recorded 128 hits in 124 games against the Montreal Expos. He never played against the Blue Jays.
You know you’ve officially graduated into adulthood when you utter the phrase, “Those crazy kids.” That’s what I find myself saying when I read Brett Lawrie’s Twitter exchanges with his teammates. I love Lawrie’s energy and intensity, but I can’t say I always understand his tweets.
I’m surprised there’s not more of an uproar from Jays fans about the Darren Oliver signing. Sure, the team needed a left-hander for the bullpen, but paying $4 million to a 41-year-old southpaw who averages a batter or two per outing seems exorbitant.
I’ve written a lot about the former Blue Jays on this year’s Hall of Fame ballot, but one of the ex-Jays I’ve omitted from my analysis is Ruben Sierra. Sierra, who spent a forgettable 14 games with Toronto in 1997, was on the Hall of Fame ballot for the first time this year and failed to garner a single vote.
I like the idea of a reality show about the 2012 Florida Marlins proposed by my writing colleague Landon Evanson. One of his suggested titles: The Old Man and the Z – the show would capture the interactions between the volatile Ozzie Guillen and the equally temperamental Carlos Zambrano. Sounds like Celebrity Apprentice set in a baseball clubhouse.
One of my pet peeves is listening to people gripe about how much big league players make, but even I think it’s ridiculous that in this economy, the Chicago Cubs can afford to pay Carlos Zambrano $15.5 million not to pitch for them in 2012.