Aubrey Huff is not worth any attention on his own. The two-time World Series champion operates a toxic Twitter feed, where he frequently spews his unabashed racism and sexism. The San Francisco Giants rightfully disinvited Huff from their now-canceled 2010 World Series reunion celebration, after he had expressed his disgusting opposition to the team hiring MLB’s first female coach, Alyssa Nakken.

Huff has also tweeted about kidnapping Iranian women, and training his kids to use guns in the “unlikely event” Bernie Sanders were to become president.

A San Francisco radio station made the mistake of interviewing Huff about his insane social media behavior, and promptly hung up on him, because the conversation went as you would expect.

I write all of that to explain: the purpose of this post is not to provide Huff with a platform. His Curt Schilling-lite routine is vapid, hateful and plain out sad. At this point, Huff is a laughingstock, and he is treated as such. On Thursday, when he tweeted out a ridiculously juvenile homophobic barb, he was roundly ridiculed.

“It annoys me when people call me a homophobe!,” Huff tweeted to the world. “I played Queen’s (We are the Champions) after the 2010 WS championship in @Rangers visitors clubhouse.”

The futile attempt at humor likely would’ve fallen flat at a middle-school lunch table, never mind in front of actual adults.

Openly gay ex-hockey player Brock McGillis thanked Huff for his support.

Others accurately pointed out Huff’s remark is the gay equivalent of: “I can’t be racist. I have a Black friend.”

But most of all, Huff is just a joke.

There was a time not too long ago when remarks like that wouldn’t have been met with seemingly universal scorn in the sports world. Huff is a reject, tweeting his way into the Ratio Hall of Fame.