I believe that I could do a better job than most general managers in major league baseball, which is why it pains me to say that I lamented the Tigers' signing of Kenny Rogers to a 2-year, $16 million contract last winter. "$16 million for a guy 41 years old," I sniffed. "That's just ludicrous."
Good thing I wasn't the Tigers' GM. Kenny Rogers is a god among men.
Not having cable, it amused me tonight to see the ESPN guys - after the game - trumping up the non-issue of the substance on Rogers' hand. It was dirt, folks. Get over it. I know you need ratings and controversy and all, especially with a series not featuring the Yankees, but find something else. Like, maybe show the pre-game festivities of a Parkinson's-addled Sparky Anderson throwing out the first pitch instead of a ridiculous Eminem/50 Cent video. That would be a start.
This is making me so happy. My life is baseball and grading right now, and it suits me just fine. I'll be wearing a different Tiger shirt to school every day next week.
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