Posted by 2chair on 3/31/2016 6:36:00 PM (view original):
This is going to be a wild and wacky season. Since it's 1901, my players will have sharpened spikes on their cleats. We will slide with cleats high. We will welcome collisions at the plate. My pitchers will throw at opposing hitters and argue with the ump when a pitch over the batter's head is called a ball. Everyone on my team will be a brawler, mauler, and baller. We will drink like fish, smoke like chimneys and spit tobacco like Josey Wales. My team's foul language would make General George Patton blush with embarrassment. We will make the worst goons in NHL history look like a bunch of pacifist vegans.
What we will not do, with the 13th pick in the draft, is win many games.
Much as I like Josey Wales (one of my very favorite movies) I am going to be a Connie Mack, upright and sober kind of manager/GM/Owner. We will fight hard, win but play fair.
Good men, but no goodie-goodies as Christy Mathewson's wife once put it though (defending him from the accusation).
Danaerys Targaryen, not Ned Stark.