“The most successful Toronto sports executive since Punch Imlach will run the Blue Jays next season,” writes Bob Elliott in the first of pair of pieces in Wednesday morning’s Toronto Sun. “The most successful Toronto sports executive since Imlach will also take part in the search for his eventual successor.”
That sure is an interesting bit of news — albeit something we had heard already — but before we tackle it, and the other slices of intrigue within Elliott’s piece, permit me to whine about some stuff that I’ve probably already whined about enough already.
Because… I mean… really? We have to beat readers over the head with this Punch Imlach stuff? We really have to go out of our way to hoist up the executive who has done approximately dick all since Labatt was sold, Pat Gillick left, and all that payroll-driving money from the gift of a swingin’, and majorly publicly-funded, stadium dried up?
I know that his being the club’s first employee is significant and his achievements were indeed great, so I’m maybe harsher than I need to be. But that’s only because the hagiography can sometimes feel awful thick. And it’s not even Beeston I have a problem with, it’s just, can we maybe be adults about this?
Amazingly, the Imlach stuff isn’t anywhere close to the most ridiculous thing that Elliott brings to us in his piece.
That honour would go to this:
“The name of the Rogers employee who got the presidential ball rolling down hill and into the public relations gutter remains unknown,” Elliott writes. “However, Edward Rogers, son of the late Ted Rogers, did call White Sox president Jerry Reinsdorf to ask about hiring Williams during the World Series. He called Williams too.”