Jeffrey! Never Jeffrey!

FCSR_genby Chris Meinecke

ChrisDon’t get me wrong, I’m capable of understanding right from wrong.  I allow myself to see people’s point view and hear their argument. I think it takes a certain amount of skill to be in possession of such a trait.  If you look at history, the best debaters can take either side of the argument and turn even the staunchest believer in a cause or issue and turn them sideways.  I’m certainly not saying I’m any Michael Mazarr or anything, but I do have a bit of that quality.

After having written all of that to you beautiful and understanding people in the blogosphere and that take time out to read my stuff, I have to say… I can understand where Jeffrey Loria is correct.  Yes I said it.  Correct.  Again, don’t misunderstand my possible overstatement, I don’t agree with most of, if not all of his actions with the Miami Marlins franchise, but I understand.

The man is an art dealer by trade.  Not a baseball franchise owner.  The man is also a life long Yankees fan having resided in Manhattan most of his life.  Enough said.  He opened his first art dealership at the age of 24. He is now 72. As far as business sense goes, he must have a wedge of it, you don’t open such a business at that age and achieve ownership of a major American sports team by being the valley Nimrod.  That doesn’t mean he isn’t the master of douchebaggery. So much douchebaggery that from now on we’ll narrowly refer to him as “Jeff”. Whenever you hear or read me or the rest of gang say “Jeff”, Loria is who we are tagging.

Jeff has made certain to involve the people of Miami and surrounding communities in funding the newest ugly ballpark in the land. Flamboyant? Yes. Ugly? YES. Not everything flashy and colorful is beautiful.  The 2012 Marlins opening day roster was thought to be beautiful. On paper, it was. On paper, it was flamboyant. On the calculator, it was beyond colorful.  That’s where Loria’s business prowess comes in.

Jeff, for all intents and purposes, single-handedly orchestrated the fleecing storm of south Floridians, made those same people believe that the flamboyantly ugly park would house the world’s best ball players, and those players would carry them to victory and then some.  Jeff then did what he did in 2003 when his then black and teal Marlins won the World Series – dismantled the roster, this time without the parades and trophies.  Douchebaggery.

Jeff then said his club couldn’t compete in today’s economic climate and that is why his roster was gutted, mostly shuffled north of the border to Toronto, even after rejoicing in the fact that he was able to buy high-priced talent thanks to the flamboyant ugliness in Little Havana.  Huh? Build it and they will come, right? Guess not.  Douchebaggery.

I’ll close out with this tidbit – Even if you don’t agree with Jeff, you can understand his actions. Should patrons be thrown out of the park for displaying their disgust with the owner? Absolutely not. Whatever they did surely wasn’t as ugly as what was built beyond the left field wall of that stadium.

Understanding Jeff will, in the long run, help you to understand the business side of Major League Baseball better. If you don’t want to, that’s fine, you’ll just miss out on what in my opinion is the greatest game ever to be played.  You will have missed out because you refuse to focus your attention on the fun that is being had on the field, even a losing field. You will have missed out because you insist on being a front-runner instead of having a true allegiance. That type of fanaticism is down right moronic. And hey, everyone in Montreal should be worshiping Jeff.  He got the Expos out of there, which is exactly what it seemed like the “fans” wanted there.  So don’t fret Marlins fans, most of the rest of baseball won’t sniff the golden flag clad award that is given to the best team in October every year either.  That’s just the way MLB economics and politics work. 

Be thankful, at least you guys have two championship banners.


Rookies and Rabble


So I had my first Wrigley field experience. Kinda spur of the moment but oh so worth it. The only problem is as I sit here and try to write baseball I find myself thinking football. The opening 2012 NFL season game is 7 days away and while I will be cruising to the hopefully lovely Bahamas, believe me when I say that game better be on a television somewhere on that cruise ship. My fantasy leagues are all set and primed to go. We have our own blfc league this year which could shape up to be a spousal rivalry! And I won’t lie, Russel Wilson is my sleeper who I’m hoping will have a dominating rookie year. I’m somewhat embarrassed to admit that I’m relying on 2 rookie QB’s this year but that’s what happens when you have autodraft pick your team and a prospect you picked up hoping that he has a good year. For those of you wondering Cam Newton is my starting QB. Let the smack talk and laughing begin. NFL should have an interesting season this year not only because of the referee lockout but also because it is such a rookie, and Tebow, dominated sports centered off season. If you listen to our broadcasts you’ll understand the Tebow reference 🙂

One thing’s for sure I cannot wait for kickoff! But back to baseball and Wrigley.

I have never been to any Chicago land sports arena and given the rivalry in all sports between Wisconsin and Illinois I admit I was a bit nervous. It’s one thing to have the scrubs in our own ballpark, an entire new one to be on their turf, even if they lost. To their credit the cubs fans were a lot nicer than I expected. Even the vendors were friendly and joked about us wearing the wrong jerseys. The park itself we all know is nostalgic. Being set downtown, to see all the architecture is truly a sight and it gives you a feel for what an old school ball game would have been like; scoreboards in then stands so you knew what inning you were in for example and my favorite part–live rendition of “take me out to the ball game”.

It is definitely a different experience from Miller Park. The noise level is bigger in my opinion. Music is not played as much so you hear the crowd more than anything and being built where and when it was the field seems shorter and as a fan you appear to be closer, least for our seats in section 216. Some might call Wrigley a dump, but for me, one game under my belt, I call it an experience worthy of an Brewer-Cub rivalry. Thanks to the fans for making it an enjoyable memory and to the Brewers for giving us a win. Now onto football!!

Smell that?


That is the smell of contentment. Not because I’m almost done with school. No no my dear friends. That is because I am this much closer to enjoying my favorite summer past time–baseball. Let’s catch up with the headlines that have caught my attention this week (and I hope to investigate further next). Brian Wilson might be out for the season? What!? Aside for my Brewer’s pitching and maybe Tim Lincecum he was the only pitcher that striked my interest this year..sorry guys I’m more of a catcher fan if you catch my drift. Matt Kemp is having a great start. Well ya, we knew this was coming, though I have to say I am happy for the guy. He was pretty, whats the word Ozzie, mature? about the Ryan Braun thing so I wish him the best this season and hope he does well. Blah blah blah don’t care about Jeter or A-Rod. The Boston Red Sox drama has also caught my eye and I hope that Bobby V takes a lesson from Sean Peyton’s punishment clause and just says ‘no’ to press junkets. Speaking of football, no contact with the team or anyone else in the NFL? Really Goodell?! What’s the guy suppose to do? Might as well hook him up with Lindsay Lohan I’m sure she has an extra ankle bracelet. Ah well, I feel for the guy. I really do. NHL players get fined $2500 for a hit that could potentially put you out the rest of your life and a coach not only gets a year suspension without pay but now has a gag order? I give up. Where’s NASCAR when you need it..or golf, anyone seen the clip of Kevin Na cutting down a tree !? I’m impressed given the tight pants of the PGA. ( Yes I realize it’s old news but new news to me).

Enjoy this sports week my friends and beware of next. I will be school free and eager to hunt down the next big fashion blunder the Miami Marlin’s have to offer and the new town my beloved Lamar Odom has landed (with Khloe of course).