Shrill

We won't have Curt Schilling to kick us around any more. Good.

Naturally, the debate has begun on whether or not Schilling is worthy of the Hall of Fame. His stats are certainly good enough for consideration if not enshrinement and his bloody sock, phony as a two dollar bill, adds ammunition to his army of supporters. Then, there is the matter of having pitched a stint for some lousy teams based in the Delaware Valley. Think what his numbers might be, proponents say, had he pitched for good teams throughout his career. Luck, or the draft, isn't always kind.

As for his outspoken personality, well, suffice it to say horses' asses have never been excluded from the Hall. We all know the stories about the drunkards, racists and wife beaters with plaques in Cooperstown. Nor is it likely Schilling will be denied entry just because half if not more of his teammates could not stand him and at least a like percentage of the writers who covered him thought he was a pain in the ass. Again, the Hall has a number of permanent residents who were unpopular with everyone around them. Exhibit A for most of the sins noted above is one Ty Cobb.

The bet here is Schilling will have to wait a while but will gain entry if there is a weak class on the ballot. I'm just happy he's gone from the game. Now, when can we expect his blog to come down?