An open letter to baseball commish Bud Selig
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Dearest Commissioner Bud Selig,
With news of your impending retirement emblazoned on the baseball horizon, I feel I can offer my open diatribe on your legacy. Moreover, I can sum your chronicled years with with three words: P. E. D.
Okay, those are not words. They are performance enhancing drugs, Bud Selig, but you get the idea.
Considering how much money I have spent on your sport and the anguish your minions have caused me with the ever-constant scandals in this hallowed game of baseball, I think if you see my name on an envelope, you would open it. After all, I read your finely crafted statement that ignored every controversial aspect of your reign:
“It remains my great privilege to serve the game I have loved throughout my life. Baseball is the greatest game ever invented, and I look forward to continuing its extraordinary growth and addressing several significant issues during the remainder of my term. I am grateful to the owners throughout Major League Baseball for their unwavering support and for allowing me to lead this great institution. I thank our players, who give me unlimited enthusiasm about the future of our game. Together we have taken this sport to new heights and have positioned our national pastime to thrive for generations to come. Most of all, I would like to thank our fans, who are the heart and soul of our game.”
Yeah, that’s sweet. You made owners a truckload of cash. After all, you should know how to do that, right, Mr. Brewer? Since 1992, your gangly fingers have been on some beneficial things for the game. However, your misguided Bud Selig brain have touched upon a few abrogating items in baseball too. That said, I should let you know that I have a duty as a PR professional to let you know that MLB has a serious image issue and ignoring it would be detrimental to the purists out there in the cheap seats.
And speaking of cheap seats, you tried to make the game better for the fans — at least, that was the cloak behind which you placed that plea. You opened almost two dozen mega ballparks. You tried to enforce ticketing standards for the poor folk, I believe you call them “fans.” You considered those fans paramount in 1995 when you diligently worked to end the longest strike in MLB history. Following the strike, you embraced this thing called technology and for that, we have MLB.com, MLB.tv and even the MLB Network. Nicely done, sir.
However, there are a few other items in your legacy, Bud Selig, that possesses the stink of the locker room from “The Biggest Loser.” I’m sure you recall the Biogenesis scandal that has taken over the sporting headlines. That — to put it delicately — sucked out loud. From the Andro in the locker of Mark McGwire to the Congressional finger wagging of Rafael Palmeiro to “A-Roid” and his hijinks, you, sir, have a serious image problem.
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