When the Giants Come to Town, It's Bye-Bye Baby

01.13.2009
Mel Hall of Fame

We salute you, Quiet Marine. That would be Matty Williams, one of the most favorite Giants ever with premature hair loss, but today a garnerer of a measly 7 Hall of Fame votes. I don't think Williams should be in the Hall of Fame, but until the injuries started piling up* (and the funny little bottles starting arriving at the door), we all had our hopes. This is more a sigh for what could have been, starting with the cancelled 1994 season and Matty's home-run chase, than a complaint.

* Remember it was Williams' broken foot caused by a foul ball off his own bat that opened the door for Bill Mueller to make his major-league debut. 

You want complaints? How about them numbskulls who didn't vote for Rickey Henderson? Or the shamefully low vote total for Tim Raines? And I've said it before, so I'll say it again: If voters are going to keep out Mark McGwire and other alleged steroid/PED users, they need to revoke the Hall pass of anyone who took greenies off the clubhouse shelf when they were freely available for decades. Shee-it, half the plaques in that place would suddenly go missing.

I visited the Hall of Fame last fall, and though I loved every minute of it, I was amused how podunk it is. Perhaps it's fitting that the voters who guard its gates are a little podunk, too.

Air your grievances, citizens! Or, if you like, tell us about the Giant that at one time or another -- like when you were 7 years old and Jack Clark was the most awesomest baseball player ever and you had all 45 of his cards -- you had hopes would one day be a Hall of Famer.



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Amen. That is all.

(Watching the "pundits" on MLB Network tonight [it's new, I'm giving the channel a chance], I about threw my remote through the TV when they discussed "steroids" from no point of any knowledge and baseball from the back of a 1977 Topps card.)

Selig and the owners have won. The vast majority of the media and the fans have accepted putting all the blame on a handful of players. The stupidity of accepting this big lie is almost beyond belief. But alas this is America.

My fav during a stretch (ok, stretch was my real first favorite but he made it in the hall. And I got to meet him at spring training in '08 and show him my baseball pix with my jersey #44 that I wore because of him. He seemed to really like that) was Terry Whitfield. Remember him? Funky stance and always hussled and smiled a lot.

I had a girlfriend in college who lived in Millbrae and while visiting her folks once (her dad, Mr. Silacci was in "the mob" by the way but that's a story for another time)her dad told me that Terry lived "just up the hill." While he had never met Terry he had seen him running all the time and felt like he knew him so we should go over to his house (seems impossible now that we really would do this but who was I to say no to Mr. Mob?). Anyway, Terry answered the door and welcomed us in. He was sweating like a hog. He had been taking "swings" in his living with a fan like thing that went on the end of the bat for resistance. He showed me a custome weight vest he had made for himself that he put on to run up a big hill near his house and told me the story about how it was so steep that fire trucks couldn't get up it so they had to build a fire station at the top of it "just in case." He was already my fav but after letting us into his house and seeing how hard he worked, I was hoping he'd have a long and HOF career. Terry, where are you now?

I think Whitfield was the first player I ever imitated because he was a lefty, and because he did that weird pigeon-toe thing in his stance, as you mentioned. Nice call, BigO.

I loved Whitfield back then, but HOF?

Used to see him all the time down at the batting cage facility he used to run. Good guy. Not a HOFer though.

Of course not. We're talking about youthful passions. Like when John Motefusco won rookie of th eyear and we thought, wow, a star for years!

Bobby Bonds would be my miss. Unfortunately, didn't see any really Hall-worthy after him until the Humm-Baby era, and as you noted, both Will the Thrill and Matty fizzled eventually, despite initial good starts (Top 10 picks overall, both of them). And nobody except Bonds between then and now, with Lincecum (no pressure! :^) and Posey my big hopes now (well, not really big hopes, just starting embers, but bigger than anyone else we've drafted). I would put Bumgarner close to joining the list.


Robby Thompson was a favorite it mine. I loved the way he fielded and was such a gamer.

Nobody should mention Candy Maldonado and his slide-dive adventures in RF.

On first-time ballots not being 100%, as a baseball fan, I almost hope that no one gets 100%. Because really, if Ruth didn't get 100%, who should?
Ruth not only was the most dominant bat in his era, he also has an asterisk for pitching a near-perfect game.
I leave the door open for a player to eventually prove himself to be the greatest in baseball. What does he have to do? Pitch every fifth game, and swing the bat in the other four. Then win at least five Cy Youngs and five batting titles. Hit the career benchmarks for Hall no-brainers - 300 wins, 300 home runs.
If someone does that, then yes, 100% first-ballot Hall of Famer, because they will then be the greatest ever.

I had a soft spot for Mike Aldrete. Not even remotely close to HOF worthy, but an average sized guy with average speed and below average power who still managed to have a respectable MLB career. He absolutely got the most out of his ability - kind of like the Bizarro version of Damon Minor.

Re the HOF voting: as long as it's done by drunken, untalented, bitter, jealous, sensitive hacks (aka BBWAA), my expectations are lower than a snake's jockstrap. But Lee Smith is a no brainer.

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