Hate Mail: Googling proof of my greatness
Hate Mail Gone Wild
Updated July 5
Pop culture is big this week, with references to The Simpsons, Grey's Anatomy and Dead Poets' Society.
Plus there's the obligatory reference to my high school baseball career, which was a bigger hit than any of the three shows listed above. Thank God for Google, which allows me to prove that 20 years ago I was quite the high school baseball player.
If I ever write a more pathetic sentence than the preceding one, please kick me in the groin. After you send in your Hate Mail, of course.
From: Scott S.
Come on, Gregg, no Chris Lofton even in the top 10? The guy is within range as soon as he enters the gym. Possibly the best contested shooter in college basketball right now. I just lost a lot of respect for your rankings.
I haven't ranked college shooting guards in more than two years, so technically Lofton isn't in my top 100, either. Or my top 1,000. He isn't on my radar. Hell, I don't have a radar.
From: James
Have Billy Gillispie's first three months on the recruiting trail done anything but solidify your predictions for the Kentucky program?
Nope. I love it when I'm right.
From: Jonathan
I noticed a note to you from "Jonathan" last week. I hope you don't think it was from me. My wife had our third child last week, so keeping up with your stuff has dropped pretty far down the list.
This is going to shock you, Jonathan, but wondering which precise "Jonathan" is the one writing me hate mail in a given week? That's pretty far down my list.
From: Alex R.
I've been meaning to ask: When you were that baseball star at Stratford Academy, were you there when Robin Williams was teaching English poetry? I figure it was about the same time.
Hahaha -- I get it. "Captain my captain!" Actually we did have an English teacher like that at Stratford, and he got fired for teaching us stuff that was deemed too liberal. I kid you not. The guy played football at Princeton in the 1970s and was way too intellectually radical for my high school's administration at that time. Or at any time.
From: Shaun in Pinehurst, N.C.
Great, great article. That's why you're one of the best. I don't always agree, but you've got the gonads to bring it.
Translation: I'm sometimes dumb but I'm always loud.
From: Jeff
I could care less whether Craig Biggio gets into the Hall of Fame. Having said that, that was probably the worst analysis and breakdown of HOF worthiness I've ever read. You're right -- you are not a baseball writer. Please write about other sports, perhaps jai alai or arm wrestling.
So you're saying I'm not loud. Just dumb?
From: Max
You're forgetting something about Ken Griffey. He got to be on The Simpsons! I know that doesn't mean much as far as baseball's concerned, but it's still pretty cool. And it was a funny episode.
That's my point! He was onThe Simpsonswhen he played for Seattle because he was hip and fresh and happening. Since coming to Cincinnati, he's been hurt and sour and outdated. He's more suited now for a cameo on Grey's Anatomy.
