Wow, what a great trade for the Toronto Blue Jays, right? I mean, right, eh? Eh?!?
The Toronto Blue Jays have just acquired two bona fide starting pitchers—Mark Buehrle and Josh Johnson—as well as All-Star leadoff hitter Jose Reyes. Not to mention speedy infielder Emilio Bonifacio—remember that Dominicans flourish in Toronto—and former Blue Jay All-Star catcher, John Buck. And all of this for pitcher Henderson Alvarez, infielder Adeiny Hechavarria, catcher Jeff Mathis, three minor league prospects and the homophobically-adorned Yunel Escobar.
This is a trade that promises genuine World Series contention, as these players enrich an already strong hitting lineup—Jose Bautista, Edwin Encarnacion, Brett Lawrie—and potentially strong pitching staff: Brandon Morrow, Ricky Romero, J. A. Happ, and maybe Dustin McGowan. It seems that the glory days of 1992-93 might very well be on the horizon. And it could even work out for the Florida Marlins in the years to come. Who knows? Who cares?
Oh. I see. It appears that this does matter in the US of A. Not only do we have American sports journalists weeping and screaming about what is fair, but we also have Commish Bud Selig doing his "official review" thing.
What’s this about? Does he want in on the pipeline? Were there some fine Canadian dollars? What gives? What’s with all of this weird talk about making sure the deal is right? What's with all of this hate at Toronto the Good? I’m confused. Truth be told, this reminds me of the Jays-Braves World Series of 1992 when the National Guard accidentally (okay…sure) paraded the Canadian flag upside down.
When did baseball become something other than a capitalistic deal? Is there truly some kind of wayward morality or "rightness" that can be applied here? The concern, as I understand it, apparently revolves around a stadium that had 80 percent public financing from the city of Miami, and therefore granted those citizens some kind of rights? If that’s really the concern, maybe they could have cut back on some of the expenses, like the aquarium behind home plate…or perhaps the plastic marlins that pop around after each home run?
That might have saved a good dollar or two. Otherwise why don’t we get back to reality and accept the fact that baseball is all about capitalism. America loves that, right? I mean, what about the New York Yankees! All of that money and all those…rings?
Okay, the Blue Jays probably don’t want to buy crazily into this, but if good old Bud greenlights the deal, we will have to start to talking about a manager. There are a lot of options out there. Ozzie Guillen could be all right. Canadians are forgiving toward the bombastic and they don’t have such a problem with Castro either.
Or what about a Ernie Whitt/Buck Martinez tandem? Those guys are loved! Or John Olerud? What’s he up to these days? He could co-manage with George Bell. If all else fails, the one to really consider is the incomparable Cito Gaston.
If he could somehow be coaxed out of retirement again—maybe allow smoking in the clubhouse or just give him a La-Z-Boy off the clubhouse stairs—and that would be it: the ground out to first base, the ball in the glove and the dancing in the streets!
And if he won’t do it, what about that guy, Phil Jackson? I mean, he likes money, right? Why the hell not?