FIRE JOE MORGAN

When I'm writing, I often think to myself, "How can I make this as smug, arrogant and obnoxiously self-righteous as possible?" I think I've found a soulmate in Phil Rogers. You see, Phil doesn't cotton to geek-faced computer-brained statheads telling him how to vote in the MVP races. And he makes that much clear in this passage from his latest ESPN.com column, as snide, supercilious and contemptuous a paragraph as you will ever read:

I vote, and I await the backlash, which annually comes on two fronts: from outraged fans of runner-up players and from statistical analysts whose computers see things those of us in the Baseball Writers Association of America sometimes miss. Perhaps we are too busy at the ballpark covering games.

Am I overreacting? Yes. Too many adjectives in the setup? Definitely. But Phil Rogers is clearly feeling the saber-heat, and boy is he defensive.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to resume my life of watching absolutely no baseball.

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