Tony La Russa said he's done. He said it's time. But then there's 36. That's the number of wins he needs to pass John McGraw for second place in all-time manager wins. You think La Russa is going to be content chipping golf balls when he put 33 years in to get that close?
That number will take hold, it will grow to a roar. It is the call of the manager to get back into the game. The call to kick those discarded Gatorade cups into neat little piles under the bench, to smell the pine tar, to flash signals while wearing dark sunglasses. Yes, Tony La Russa, you're part chess master, part riverboat gambler, and you belong in some darkened corner of a dugout, orchestrating a key hit-and-run play to take a lead, and then a double switch in the ninth inning to bring it all home. Yes, Tony, we want you on that wall. We need you on that wall. Here are 10 teams for your consideration.