Lou Piniella: The Old Man and the Sea Monkeys
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THE OLD MAN AND THE SEA MONKEYS by Tim Hemingway, rough draft.
The old man shouted.
"How did I get here? One day I was in sunny Florida trying to catch a great fish, and now I am here with my Sea Monkeys who will not listen, will not execute, will not do what I say. And every day the reporters come, and they ask why, why do your Sea Monkey not listen, not execute, not do what you say?"
Let us watch the team first said the old man without saying anything but rather by simply turning his head towards the play.
The Sea Monkey on first, he began running when the ball was struck, and the ball went to the Sea Monkey second baseman, who threw the ball to the wrong Sea Monkey, who threw the ball to the other wrong Sea Monkey, who was covering for another Sea Monkey, and the Sea Monkey on base ran on by, because there was no Sea Monkey at home.
The old man shouted.
"Why? Why did this happen? I have never seen or heard of such a play except when I was a young boy, playing with a mighty stick and weathered ball in the summer streets of my home town of Florida, sunny Florida."
Ahh, that's enough, and I apologize to the Ghost of Ernest for my blasphemy.
I got an email from the guy I split season tix with that said basically: do I want any tickets for the rest of the month since he doesn't plan on going and wants to put them up on Stub Hub before the value plummets further.
The point of this post, I think, is this: Lou should go.
When you're the leader and you have no answers, you should step down.
And when you can't fire the whole team, you should fire the manager.
Or as Hemingway once said, "This season is awful, and it's ruining my golden and frosty cold beverage and delicious hot dog with grilled onions and sport peppers and mustard."
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