Oh, Jay, Jay, Jay. You are an evil temptress. No matter how hard we try, we just can't help ourselves from making you more famous.
It's only a matter of time before Jay scrambles back to the newspapers he declared dead, so let's just try to enjoy the last few weeks of Jay Mariotti screaming on the Internet about how people who scream on the Internet are terrible.
I, for one, cannot wait for another medium to be invented, so that Mariotti will nonsensically destroy it, before resigning himself to succumbing to its siren song, before destroying it again. There is no medium that can handle Jay Mariotti. It's not the screens that got big: It's Mariotti that got small. Or something. I can never carry that metaphor to its conclusion.
But is it it enough to get him in the Hall of Fame? Seventy five percent is the threshold for induction. Vote below: Polls will be open through the weekend.