Because he can never just tell the whole fucking truth.
On Dan Patrick’s radio show today, the ‘Hit King’ as he douchily likes to call himself, admitted that he would bet $2K per game when he would bet on the Reds when he was the manager back in the mid-‘80s. He previously had only admitted to betting around a grand a game.
Pete always conveniently leaves out that when he didn’t bet on the Reds, it was a sign to the entire Vegas gambling community…who, to a man, intimately knew Rose’s gambling patterns…it was time to load up the other way.
Christ, what a fucking dick. He literally begs to get in the HOF, but he can’t come clean, without trying to profit from some convoluted version of the truth by writing an unreadable book or some other money-grubbing scheme.
Anyone who has been to Cooperstown for Induction Week has seen Rose set up in some card shop squeezing every nickel he can and usurping as much attention as possible.
Keeping him out is as much public relations as it is anything else. Remember, the National Baseball Hall of Fame & Museum has no official affiliation with MLB. Sure, they enshrine mostly MLB players, but it is an entirely private and separate enterprise.
The HOF has no executive mandate to keep him out. NONE. They just do because he’s banned from baseball and he’s such a shady, unlikeable dick, there’s no real reason to let him in.
Plus, he’s still lying.
He could play the goddamn game, though.
