Assuming I’m still around, assuming the Baseball Hall of Fame still relies primarily on writers to determine its honorees and assuming this planet still revolves reliably around the sun, I’ll be voting for Robinson Cano to be enshrined in Cooperstown come 2029.
His spectacular career speaks for itself statistically, his latest milestone occurring Tuesday night, when he tallied his 2,500th hit. Morally, his half-season suspension last year for violating baseball’s illegal performance-enhancing drug rules — he tested positive for a masking agent — represents reindeer games compared to the collusion in which Bud Selig engaged as the Brewers’ owner, and the former commissioner deservedly cruised to election in his first opportunity.