Imagine: Opening Day 2009. While the Red Sox debut a depleted lineup (minus some key parts of their championship years and with uncertainty about the probable production of David Ortiz and Mike Lowell), the Yankees march out three new men in pinstripes. One formerly known to us as the Captain; another, a shaggy haired, baggy clothes wearing outfielder, and the third their chief rival’s primary offseason goal.
(I’m screaming as I stab my own eyes out and pray to god to save all of our souls.)
Yesterday marked the first full day on the road to Spring Training 2009. It was the first day after the world series, and the day that all players not under contract who have 6 years or more of Major League experience are allowed to file for free agency. Jason Varitek (his captaincy in the balance), Alex Cora, Mark Teixeira, Ben Sheets and some guy who used to play left field here all filed, and CC (minus the .s) Sabathia, Derek Lowe, and all the others will soon enough. Their teams will have a 15 day period in which they can exclusively negotiate with their own guys and then the free for all begins.
What is so scary about this? The man who holds the fate of the Red Sox (and all of Major League Baseball) in his hands is the most black hearted man to ever represent an athlete. Satan’s Agent (Scott Boras) is also representing Teixeira, The Old Left Fielder, Tek and every girl you might ever try to sleep with. The upshot of this is that everybody is going to end up paying for more than they get, and most people are going to end up disappointed at some point. Boras will be asking for too many years for Varitek, too much money and too many years for Teixeira (who should be the Sox number one target, he would shore up the lineup, provide gold glove first base, and replace the production that is lost with that other guy and the perceived decline of Ortiz), and basically hold the league for ransom.
Congrats to the Phillies; I hope they have fun at the Parade. The GM meetings begin on Monday and the groundwork for many of the trades will be laid there. Enjoy the weekend, don’t eat too much candy, and relax, the Sox picked up the best bargain in baseball by exercising their lifetime option on Timmy and the Lords of the Underworld.