This is why you rarely hear about big free agent signings in early November. Ballplayers have other priorities:
— Tom Schad (@Tom_Schad) November 5, 2014
Glad that’s a back country beast and not something from one of those lame hunting preserve operations which pen in big fat animals, let them grow fatter and then let bankers and lawyers come in and slaughter them on a random Saturday afternoon.
I’m not personally a hunter — it’s just not my thing — but I grew up with hunters and respect what they do in the way of thinning out populations of animals that, left to their own devices in this predator-light day and age, would overpopulate. Hunt for real? Good for you. Go to some glorified farm for two hours to shoot something, screw you. I’d rather the natural predators still be around to deal with this all the way Mother Nature intended, but short of that this is more humane than allowing deer to starve to death or get hit by Hondas.
In any event, I do worry about baseball agents this time of year. How many of them have had to tell teams with offers, “look, I simply can’t find the guy. I literally do not know where he is and he doesn’t have cell phone service. Can you call us just before Thanksgiving maybe? I hear he may resurface then to see his family.” It has to be stressful.
Anyway, this is installment #449 of “Baseball players are different than most other professional athletes.”