The Witching Hour
Midnight has come and gone, without any mention of some crazy, off-the-wall, unexpected miraculous deal. Even though I have always thought there was no way a contract was going to get signed without Mike testing the free agent waters first, I still couldn’t help but get hopeful about 10:00 pm that maybe I was wrong, and maybe I’d be shocked by a last-minute breakthrough. Even when Nick Cafardo posted earlier that negotiations had hit a wall, I still continued to hold onto a teensy sliver of hope. Sometimes, I am entirely too sentimental for my own good.
Now comes the part where we get the madlibs/fill-in-the-blank reporting on the situation. Every article about Mike Lowell must mention at least 5 (if not all 7) of the following:
- his age
- the Yankees
- Johnny Damon comparisons
- having a “career year”
- World Series MVP
- Alex Rodriguez
No doubt that in the 15 minutes that’s elapsed so far while Mike’s been on the open market, he’s probably already fielded 4-5 phone calls with offers. The sharks are already circling. Why do I imagine that Jeffrey Loria will put a call in, and offer Mike a used Playstation 2, the spare change in his pocket and a packet of Big League Chew (and then cackle madly at how genius he is)?
On your list of Mike Lowell mentions, I would argue that it’s also now required to repeatedly mention the exact phrase “strong offer.” Which is driving me nuts. If it was so STRONG, why wasn’t it GOOD ENOUGH?
Oooh, yes- good one. We’ll hear “strong offer” from now until, well, spring training I bet.
I actually lost sleep over this last night. I really really wanted to know what was going on, but my internet was down… it was sheer torture to wait for this morning’s Globe to say nothing.