Today we find out if one of the dominant sluggers of the late 70s and early 80s gets his place in Cooperstown. Who can forget seeing Jim Ed shilling on the Saturday morning tube for that tasty Colonial bacon? And snapping bats on check swings? 1978? Bombs over the wall? And GIDPs! No matter what happens, we wish him the best of luck. We’re hoping he’s smiling later today – our (biased) take is that he’s borderline, but on the right side of the borderline.