Trevor Hoffman got 74 percent of the vote for the Hall of Fame on Wednesday, which put him one percentage point—or five measly votes—away from getting the Cooperstown call.
Even though I wrote that I wouldn’t have voted for Hoffman if I had a ballot of my own, I can certainly understand the argument that he’s a Hall-of-Fame level player, and I can further understand the disappointment for a city of sports fans looking for something to cling to.
Hoffman didn’t get in because he came up five votes short, obviously, and also because he’s something of a borderline candidate (also potentially because of a Boston bias). Nobody really knows how to handle relievers, and Hoffman—much as it pains me to admit—isn’t close to the Mariano Rivera level of relief pitcher dominance. Nobody is, really. So he hovers on the Hall periphery, gaining more support from the old-school voters than from the younger ones, more support from the west coast than from the east coast.
The other reason he didn’t get in, though, has little to do with the merits of his case or the demographics of the voter group. Hoffman didn’t get in because the BBWAA/Hall of Fame has a silly little rule that limits the writers to voting for at most 10 players. On Wednesday at Baseball Prospectus, I wrote about why that rule should be abolished, with a further tweak to limit HoF classes to five or under. I also wrote this, before the final results were made public:
This year, based on [Ryan] Thibodaux’s tracking, it’s possible that Ivan Rodriguez, Trevor Hoffman, and Vladimir Guerrero all get snubbed by just a few votes, subsequently jamming the ballot further next year. Of the 119 10-player ballots made public this year as of this writing, 12 of them didn’t include Pudge, 25 didn’t include Vlad, and a whopping 31 didn’t include Hoffman. So, in theory, Hoffman’s missing 31 potential votes thanks to the 10-player rule. Even though all those voters certainly wouldn’t have included Hoffman on their ballot if given the chance, if even a third of them did Hoffman’s percentage would jump from 73.6 to 78.2.
Thibodaux’s tracker now has 140 10-player ballots, and by my count, 34 of them didn’t include Hoffman. Four of those writers explicitly said they would have included Hoffman if not for the 10-player rule. So, if just one of the remaining 30 would have done the same, Hoffman would be headed to a sleepy town in upstate New York come July, and that’s without even considering the private ballots.
Instead, Hoffman will have to wait at least another year, and the already crowded ballot will become further jammed. Including next year’s newcomers, here’s a list, in no particular order, that includes borderline-to-legitimate Hall candidates for the 2018 ballot:
- Barry Bonds
- Roger Clemens
- Trevor Hoffman
- Billy Wagner
- Mike Mussina
- Larry Walker
- Gary Sheffield
- Curt Schilling
- Sammy Sosa
- Edgar Martinez
- Manny Ramirez
- Jeff Kent
- Fred McGriff
- Vladimir Guerrero
- Chipper Jones
- Omar Vizquel
- Andruw Jones
- Scott Rolen
- Johan Santana
- Jim Thome
Whew. Just really quickly, back-of-the-envelope, it appears that something like 15 or 16 of those players are Hall worthy, and the other four or five deserve a close look.
What we know about past voting tells us that Hoffman should be safe. He’s at 74 percent in his second year on the ballot, so he should sail through next year. But that’s one crowded ballot, and it’s possible that a number of Hoffman voters could drop his support—at least for a year or two—to vote for a newcomer like Vizquel (who’ll get old-school love) or Thome, or to change their minds on holdovers like Mussina or McGriff or Martinez, particularly with the latter two entering their ninth year on the ballot. It’s also possible, as the demographic of the voter group continues to trend younger, that Hoffman will lose further support as new voters enter and old ones are phased out.
Hoffman will probably get in next year and he’ll almost certainly get in at some point, but the Hall’s 10-player rule plus a ridiculously clogged ballot have already delayed things further than anticipated—and it could get worse.