I waited. And waited some more.
Nothing.
I watched. And watched some more.
Still nothing.
I did not listen and that was because
I have my own radio show to worry about and I have enough
weirdness running around between my ears someone else's
insanity just might make me sound sane.
Can't have that now, can I?
My wait was for the Tampa Bay media
to grow a pair, show some outrage, stand up for something
other than falling down on the job.
There are so many sports writers
who think they work for the New York Post but have not
awakened from the nightmare knowing they are paid by
the St. Petersburg Times.
There are others who aspire to be
part of the New York Times but would settle for the
New York Post yet their bylines still appears in the
Tampa Tribune.
There are other rags out there who
call themselves newspapers and I find they have yet
to measure up even to the level of the National Enquirer.
Now that I have made an enemy of
every scribe in this region, we still have the television
media.
Can't forget them.
Howard Cosell is dead yet there are
those who try to emulate the man who told it like it
was are nothing more than pale imitations. Some cannot
even imitate the imitators.
Now that I have vented my spleen,
I will admit, however, there are some good people doing
good things in the Bay area. I will not mention any
of their names for fear I may miss one or two just as
I will not name those who still do not have a clue for
fear I may call out too many.
So now you may ask, what has me so
buzzed off. It comes down to two words: DELMON YOUNG.
The Rays (sans Devil but still Tampa
Bay) right-fielder finished second to Boston's Dustin
Pedroia in the Rookie of the Year Award. It was not
that he did not win it, it was by how much he lost it
by and the bee in my bonnet went mad. My brain too.
I am still trying to figure out how
much better Pedroia was over Young to warrant a near
landslide victory but I cannot find a single shred of
evidence.
If that wasn't enough, the media
failed to show any outrage over the one-sided voting
totals. Nary a whimper. Never mind, that would have
been something.
There was nothing.
Young deserved better than he got.
Was it the old Tampa Bay bias thing?
The ghost of Vince Naimoli rearing its ugly head? Was
it because Young was black? Was it because Young has
a checkered past? Was it all of these and possibly more?
You be the judge but be honest in
your evaluation.
It was a yo-yo year to say the least.
Out of spring training the buzz was about Young and
a Japan import Daisuke Matsuzaka as being the early
favorites. Then another player from the Far East, Akinori
Iwamura, began to be noticed after a fast start.
Not for nothing, but all the players
were either Red Sox or Devil Rays. Goody for us right,
because our local baseball team was finally getting
positive press instead of headlines blaring like an
American Express commercial, "Do you know me?"
or "Mets' Scout Kicked out of Tropicana Field."
Quietly, then not so, Pedroia's name
started to make its way around the bigs as a possible
all rookie candidate and deservedly so. By season's
end, Dice-K had all but fallen off the award map, Iwamura,
while deserving of a Gold Glove which he did not receive,
never sustained the April success and the other hopefuls
went from contenders to pretenders, Young and Pedroia
emerged at the top of the heap by season's end.
Believe me, had DY lost to Pedroia
in a close count there would not have been one word
typed. But how can you justify eight voting members
leaving Young's name off the ballot altogether.
For those who saw one of the brightest
stars the Rays had to offer, eight deletions is beyond
comprehension.
Those who were the beat writers for
the team fell silent. Columnists suddenly had other
things to write about. What, no curling tourneys to
spew a few thousands words about?
No outrage, no voices of reason,
nothing.
The media has taken on their counterparts
many times on other voting issues, why not the Rookie
of the Year. Why were the crazy-eight not challenged
for their outright ignorance? Too small of an award
to make waves?
Tell that to Delmon Young. Tell that
to Tampa Bay Rays' fans.
Had someone, anyone had the courage
to call it like they sees 'em, we might have believed
our "mainstream" media actually cared about
something positive for a team that has lived so long
on the negative side of town we still see the shadow
of Naimoli at every turn.
Delmon Young had a dream season and
for the most part stayed away from the controversies
that he carried along with him upon his promotion from
triple-A Durham.
He not only had the best season by
any Rays' rookie, he may have put together the best
all-around season by any Ray in the team's ten-year
history.
162 games played, .288 average, 13
home runs and 93 RBIs. Legitimate rookie award numbers.
Want more? How about 16 outfield assists, an astounding
number when you consider how much better it made the
pitching staff because runners would not dare test his
arm and when they did it came at a cost.
Imagine how bad the Rays' ERA could
have been, not that you could write home and brag considering
where it finished up overall.
Some would say that doesn't amount
to a hill of beans with the rep carries around after
the Naimoli-LaMar years, but it means a lot to a team
in search of an identity and like it or not, Delmon
Young is at the head of the Rays' class.
My apologies to Mr. Carl Crawford
because he could be in Houston or elsewhere before someone
yells "Play Ball" in March. We have a shortage
in the pitching department and he are coveted by a lot
of GMs.
Voters around the country may have
had their reasons for voting the way they did but that
still should not have stopped Tampa Bay media from expressing
their outrage.
They did not and that is a shame.
Delmon Young was good this year in
more ways than one but it appears our local people would
rather see him throw bats than runners out at second
and home.
Simply put, Delmon Young deserved
better.