Cooperstown Part IV: The Plaques
This is going to wrap up the posts from my Cooperstown trip. I don’t actually have much to say about this last set of pictures, as I was pretty awestruck the entire time. I hope you guys have enjoyed the pictures. It was an excellent time. Thanks again to Mrs. Kermit [...]
Cooperstown Part III: Making Our Way Through the Hall of Fame
After a brief diversion yesterday to show a bunch of pictures of non-Cub players, this series of pictures will be decidedly more Cub-centric. I left off yesterday toward the end of the second floor of the Hall of Fame, so that’s where we’ll pick up today.
Cooperstown Part II: The Hall of Fame Exhibits
I last left this story with me wandering around the streets of Cooperstown, wildly snapping pictures of everything I found interesting and trying to avoid stepping through the icy slush that had pooled in the streets. Before I take you into the Hall of Fame, I’m going to take this opportunity to point out [...]
Friday Night Fukudome: Cooperstown Edition
Presumably, I have made it to Cooperstown by now. I will have a full report of the fun next week. For now, you’ll have to settle for a Cooperstown edition of the Fukudome. Two men enter. One man leaves.
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O, Wise and Merciful Lord, Quit Being a Dick
O, Lord,
I understand that you hate me. The last five years of postseason baseball has taught me that if we ever meet, you’re likely to spit in my mouth. I’m okay with that. But, Lord, I implore you to reconsider your current stance of being a total bitch.
Get Bent, Rick Telander: A Letter to the Hall of Fame Voters
Being the generous and angry people that we are here at HJE, we took it upon ourselves to compose a letter on behalf of Andre Dawson, which he is more than welcome to print on his letterhead and mail to all the voters who didn’t deem him Hall of Fame-worthy:
Way to Be Stupid, Hall of Fame Voters
Thanks a lot for not giving the Hawk his plaque.
There will be blood for this travesty, you old assholes. There will be blood.


