I can only conclude that MLB doesn't want me to watch the ceremony.

it's either this page:

http://mlb.mlb.com/mlb/events/hof/y2011/

or this one:

http://mlb.mlb.com/news/article.jsp?ymd=20110720&content_id=22059108&vkey=news_mlb&c_id=mlb

and they just link back and forth to each other. With no live stream on either.

Very nice gig. GIllick was good, Blylelven was surprisingly (and admittedly) understated, and Alomar wandered a bit, but paid very nice homage, spread around, but particularly to his borther Sandy, his father, Sandy, and to Cito Gaston.

When Pat worked with the Mariners, I met him in Arizona for spring training.  Nicest guy in the world.  My wife joined in the conversation and she is a huge Lou Pinella fan.  He promised that he would try to get her to meet him.

The next day, the game was going on and it was about the sixth inning.  I see Pat Gillick walking around the stands looking around.  He sees us and walks right up to us.  He asks my wife if she wants to meet Lou Pinella, she said yes and we did.

We are just fans, but he didn't care.  He promised my wife that she could meet Lou Pinella and he kept that promise.  That is why he is a hall of famer.

One of Alomar's most notable accomplishments is how often -- as a future Hall of Famer -- he changed teams.

In a 17 year career, he changed teams 8 times (4 trades, 4 by FA), including his signing with Tampa in 2004, although he retired before he played with them.  That's pretty remarkable, especially for a player who had been considered potential HOF for much of his career.

A very quick and unsophisticated search for  "most teams" played for by a HOF'er brought up
- Dan Brouthers (10 teams in 19th century)
- 9 teams each for Goose Gossage, Hoyt Willhelm and The Ricky, all of whom played a lot longer than Alomar.

Did he sour on teams? Teams sour on him? Or just some other reason?  Those who watched the drama played out in Toronto might have some theories. (I admit, I always had an impression of him pouting and sulking playing out his time here).

I thought Pat Gillick made a very nice speech.  Nothing flashy, nothing self-serving or ‘Hey, look at me!’ about it.  It was very clear he genuinely loves the game, and the people in it.  His deep regard for patience and integrity.  Doing things ‘the right way’.  I especially liked his tactful suggestion that all things of value aren’t measurable (and all things measurable might not be of much value).  That it was important to get a sense of the player as a person -- where did he sit in the dugout?; did he sit among others?; did others come to sit with him?  That sort of human interaction.  ( it’s not hard to pick up some of this even on T.V.  I can’t recall ever seeing Drabek, for example,  interacting easily with others in the bullpen or dugout.  Yes, I know; very subjective and very, very small sample size.  But they add to my doubts about Drabek.  Lunchbox and Lind, however, seems to be mixers.)

Anyway, I liked Gillick’s speech for what it said and for how he said it.  An excellent G.M.  We were lucky to have had him around.

Yes, JohnL,  I noticed that, too. Not so much the 'pouting' but the number of teams.  It is rather odd.  My own sense is that all his life Alomar’s extraordinary talent, along with his background (as a Puerto Rican son of a major-leaguer),  made him a bit of an ‘outsider’ in whatever league he was playing.  And I remember Greg Zaun saying recently on TV that when he was briefly a teammate of Alomar’s in Baltimore, he would often try to pick his brains about something.  Alomar would explain, and Zaun wouldn’t entirely follow it.  At which point Alomar would say “Don’t you see?  Don’t you see?”  Zaun admitted that he often didn’t see; and that Robbie’s instincts and insights seemed to place him “on another planet”, where he was “playing on another level”.   I heard these phrases a number of times in commentary on Alomar. 

In our determinedly anti-elitist society, we don’t much like the idea of such extraordinariness.  And it must be odd carrying the burden/stigma of such talent (I wouldn’t know).  Imagine, living in a society where extraordinary talent or intellect is something one must almost apologize for!  In Australia, they call this the ‘tall poppy syndrome’:  if you’re walking along and notice an especially tall poppy-flower, you whack its head off, just because it’s taller than the others.  Ain’t humanity grand?