Every year in every sport people rise above the cream of the crop and become the new favorites in a sport, and others show their true colors and become the newest Milton Bradley in their respective league. Now it takes quite a bit to reach Milton’s level, but there are some guys on the Junior circuit who may be big enough closet assholes to come out and win this award. Now for me to pick this I’m probably going to pick someone I just effing hate, see Ozzie Guillen, but to truly win it you have to be hated for good reason, and generally hold your team’s head under water as though you’re baptizing them.
I am a manager guy. I love when baseball is played in my perceived “right way” where you string together a couple hits with a sacrifice and a stolen base for a big inning. I love when a pitcher gets five straight ground outs, or gives up a big fly and then hits the guy in the ribs for admiring it the next time he’s at the dish. I love the little games that go back and forth between the dugouts throughout a contest, and then watching the managers act like they aren’t stealing signs. I am a manager guy. As such I have a very definitive mental ranking as far as my favorite managers go throughout the Bigs. First, and by so far he’s not getting caught, is the genius Ron Gardenhire. The Twins take the field year after year and win. Morneau’s out for the season? Who cares we’ll make the playoffs with Jason Kubel and Delmon Young picking up the slack. Trading away our ace? Gardy knew what he was doing. My second favorite manager has always been in flux. Before today it was Mike Scioscia after I watched him get the heave-ho in a Spring Training game earlier this week, and the report came out that not a single pitcher under his watchful eye has had Tommy John surgery during his 11 year tenure with the Angels. Hell, Doc Sadler of Nebraska basketball can’t even boast that kind of streak. When it hasn’t been Scioscia it’s been Joe Maddon of the Rays, Tyrone Biggums for the Rangers, or Bobby Cox who I’m going to miss this year. However a new sheriff strode into town today blowing away the competition like a Candygram for Mongo.