For all of those who are regular readers of my blog, you may be worried that I've fallen off the planet or something. Nothing of the sort. But, with the election looming, now eighteen-days-away, things are little hectic around our household.
Every spare moment I have these past few weeks has been devoted to working Dennise's campaign. As such, I've been unable to post on a whole host of delicious news stories:
The death of Ann Richards...
T.O. Owens' "accidental" overdose...
The Mark Foley scandal...
The continuing war in Iraq...
The upcoming World Series...
And probably many other things that I'm forgetting off the top of my head right now.
But the thing I've been most eager to write about, believe it or not, is the death of Buck O'Neil. Buck died about two weeks ago now, and since that time I've had several hundred folks stop by to read my blog entry about Buck from last year. I'll refer you there, should you have no idea who Buck O'Neil is.
And all I can say right now is that Buck's death makes me extremely sad. Sad because now an injustice can never be corrected...at least not the way it should be.
Last year, Major League Baseball corrected one great injustice, but created another, when it voted to welcome many of the most famous Negro League figures into the Baseball Hall of Fame. The injustice that was created is that Buck O'Neil wasn't on the list.
I supposed that the special committee responsible for inducting the figures from the Negro League days might still get together and vote Buck in. But Buck deserved to be there in the first place, and he lived long enough to deserve to see it too.
Rest in peace, Buck. Millions of us are deeply saddened that you never got the honors you deserved.
Every spare moment I have these past few weeks has been devoted to working Dennise's campaign. As such, I've been unable to post on a whole host of delicious news stories:
The death of Ann Richards...
T.O. Owens' "accidental" overdose...
The Mark Foley scandal...
The continuing war in Iraq...
The upcoming World Series...
And probably many other things that I'm forgetting off the top of my head right now.
But the thing I've been most eager to write about, believe it or not, is the death of Buck O'Neil. Buck died about two weeks ago now, and since that time I've had several hundred folks stop by to read my blog entry about Buck from last year. I'll refer you there, should you have no idea who Buck O'Neil is.
And all I can say right now is that Buck's death makes me extremely sad. Sad because now an injustice can never be corrected...at least not the way it should be.
Last year, Major League Baseball corrected one great injustice, but created another, when it voted to welcome many of the most famous Negro League figures into the Baseball Hall of Fame. The injustice that was created is that Buck O'Neil wasn't on the list.
I supposed that the special committee responsible for inducting the figures from the Negro League days might still get together and vote Buck in. But Buck deserved to be there in the first place, and he lived long enough to deserve to see it too.
Rest in peace, Buck. Millions of us are deeply saddened that you never got the honors you deserved.
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