It's the talk of Boston these days. You hear of nothing else. The
calamity due to pig-headed, official decision making. The calamity
brought on by the President's toxic spin --- channeled through a
well-connected, out of control member of the press. A member of the
press who lately has come up with a totally lame, fundamentally bogus
apologia for the way he injected himself into the story, and caused
the problem in the first place.
Himself, yes. Dan Shaughnessy. Who did you think I was talking
about?
The calamity to which I refer is the sudden departure of Red Sox
general manager Theo Epstein, who dealed the Red Sox to one World
Series win, and might have had another this year if his erstwhile
blue-chip closer, Keith Foulke, had been more than shadow of his
former self. (Foulke just wasn't effective --- and to make a long
story short, the ripple effects of his failure sunk the rest
of the bullpen).
As of last Friday, everyone involved thought Theo and the rest of Red Sox
management --- most notably Red Sox President Larry Lucchino ---
were pretty close to a deal to renew his contract. Then,
on Sunday, a Shaughnessy column
appeared, loaded with Red Sox front-office gossip, thoroughly slanted
against Theo. On Monday, he was cleaning out his office. And his
public statements have made plain that money was no longer the issue
(the Red Sox had nearly doubled their initial offer); he was just sick
of the backstabbing around the office.
The problems seem to center around the relationship between Theo
and Lucchino. Lucchino seems to be prone to problematic
relationships. In part that's because of his habit of meddling with
the work of subordinates, like his cancellation of a trade with the
Rockies that Theo had already agreed to earlier this year, infuriating
them. And in part it's because of his habit of sliming other people
in the press. Earlier this year, he was complaining about the work
habits of Manny Ramirez to the media. (Maybe it's something in the
water here; there were similar complaints about Ted Williams, who was
never traded --- and Babe Ruth, who, of course, was). Gee, do you
think that helped Theo, who was actually trying to arrange a trade at
the time that Lucchino was talking down the goods? In any case, this
has been going on a good long time. The reason that the Red Sox wound
up with Theo the Boy Wonder (he was not even 30) as GM was because at
least two more experienced candidates didn't want to put up with
Lucchino.
Which brings me to the column, and to Shaughnessy. Shaughnessy has
built up his own career on tearing down the team. The "Curse of the
Bambino" was, quite literally, something he made up --- and then dined
out on for decades. But it's one thing to gloat at the team's public
misfortunes. Now, by relaying skewed accounts of internal gossip,
particularly concerning the Colorado trade (reporting as fact
Lucchino's absurd claim that he was doing Theo's bidding in killing
the deal), he's made himself part of the story --- and his subsequent,
"what, me worry" denial
of his own role is getting skewered all over town.
A few weeks ago, Matt Yglesias was attacked all over the liberal
blogsphere for using sports metaphors in a post which argued that the
invasion of Iraq was a bad idea to begin with. (Though strangely, a
lot of the Matt's overly offensensitive attackers didn't seem to have
read far enough into the thing to realize that on substantive points,
he agreed with them). Well, I'll say this much for sports metaphors:
if they can get Judith Miller roasted on a public spit, I'm all for
it.