Forget Me, Forget Me Not

It is my hope that, a year from now, the likes of Michele Bachmann, Rick Perry and Arte Moreno’s checkbook exist merely as fuzzy postulations of the delusional masses — mere hiccups in the digestive tract of progress. Of course, I realize one of these three is never going to go away, so I have to do what I can to temper the sadness it has caused.But sometimes things go away, never come back and leave us wondering… what if?Slap bracelets? Hello?!?! Where have you gone, fine fashion accessory from my youth?Meanwhile, let’s examine those forgotten baseballers of 2011 and determine if they should forget me, or forget me not.Milton Bradley FORGET ME. Dude, seriously. 115 plate appearances in 2011 was 115 plate appearances too many. Known exclusively as an overpaid hot-head wife-beater who had ONE good season, there’s no reason for Milton to get another chance. If his outrageous childlike behavior and .212 BA over the last two seasons aren’t any indicat...