I should have been really happy today when I found out Dustin Pedroia had won the American League MVP award. I love the Red Sox and I love the way DP plays. Unfortunately, because the regular season ended a month ago and the World Series ended three weeks ago, the first thing I thought was, "what's baseball?"
Leave it to baseball to hand out their regular season awards a month after the regular season. In the era of people with no attention spans and being inundated with sports, technology and information, we're expected to remember the MVP race between a bunch of guys with 30 home runs or 18 game winners.
When I heard that Tim Lincecum won the NL Cy Young Award, I was reminded of how horrible the Giants were, not how well he pitched. I would love to debate that choice, but who even remembers how he pitched and really, who even cares? Call me when spring training starts. I'm busy with sports that are actually being played.
One of the great things about giving out the MVP is that the debate is answered in the playoffs. Remember Dirk Nowitzki, the MVP 2 years ago, getting bounced by the 8th seeded Warriors and then having to accept the award soon after? The look on his face was straight when he was forced to accept the award said it all. Remember Karl Malone winning the '97 MVP and then getting schooled by Jordan? It was laughable any time Jordan didn't win the MVP (once he won a championship) and he proved that to Malone.
Remember Albert Pujols' season for the fourth place finishing St. Louis Cardinals? Me either.
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