I’m tired every year of writing about how crazy the voting is, or how absurd the criteria used is. This year it’s been fine: Pedroia’s not so bad, and Pujols obviously is a great choice (I probably would have taken Sizemore, but that’s just me).
But I used to really care who got the awards, and now I can’t quite get worked up about them.
Still — congrats. And apologies for not having a several-thousand word dissertation this year.