So, am I to believe that a businessman who was able to amass a fortune in real estate has now offered $430 million for a team that loses $40 million a season? Something doesn't seem right to me.
I don't, for a minute, believe that smart businessmen spend their money on losers. Depreciation of players and the stadium, along with other hidden income must make this a reasonable investment. Why won't we address this situation honestly? Are we supposed to feel sorry for the new owner when he raises ticket prices?
Dear Frank McCourt,
To spare you the trouble, I painstakingly composed a Dodger to-do list for your convenience, once you purchase the team:
1. Acquire more hitting.
2. Stay away from signing over-the-hill journeymen.
3. See #1.
4. Clean house, specifically front office; find a GM who knows what he's doing.
5. See #1.
You can thank me later.
Real estate developer Frank McCourt is coming to town, and there goes the neighborhood. It won't be long before we'll see homes, apartments, shopping centers and strip malls on the other side of the parking lot going all the way up to the crest of those beautiful hills.
It's too bad that the only people who are rich enough to buy ballclubs are too greedy to care about anything but their potential profits. First, the Fox got into the henhouse. And now the pig is about to enter.
I think it's comical the way Cub fans point to an exuberant fan or a goat for 58 years of futility. Why don't they blame poor management and player personnel like we Dodger fans have learned to do in only 15 years?
Before this season, I thought the road to the World Series involved overpaid, overrated, over-the-hill veterans and an overly optimistic manager. Who would have thought the road to success in baseball involved patience, determination and heart?
The Marlins have shown what happens when a team plays every game like a Game 7, refuses to give in and, most important, what happens when you hit with runners on base, or just hit. This postseason has been as exciting as a fan could hope for yet, sadly, I find myself getting used to rooting for teams simply because they aren't the Yankees.
Are you listening, Mr. McCourt?