
My love for baseball really started when my uncle gave me my first pack of baseball cards. I opened it, and right below that petrified piece of gum, was a Roger Clemens card (1986 Topps, I believe it was his second season). That's the moment I became a baseball fan. My father even kept me home from school during the playoffs in 1990, so I could watch Roger Clemens pitch, only for him to get tossed early in the game for mouthing off to an umpire. That was my first connection to a player. Of course, years later we would all find out Clemens was a douchebag. My first love for a team was the closest thing we would have to a home team at the time, the Atlanta Braves.
The Marlins would not exist until 1993. Even those first couple of years, I still pulled for the Braves a bit, but I'm a home town guy at heart. Eventually I was fully invested in the Marlins, and began to actually root against the Braves because they were in the same division. I thought it was the coolest thing in the world that we finally had a baseball team. I still have (on VHS) the first Marlins game ever. A game in which a local Hialeah High grad, the knuckle baller Charlie Hough would be the opening day pitcher. It was love at first strikeout (which was the first batter BTW). I went to the second game the following night, which would be the first night game in club history. We sat in the outfield close enough for Darryl Strawberry (then of the LA Dodgers) to hear us chant, "DARRRRRYL! DARRRRRRYL! DARRRRRRYL!". This experience sealed the deal. The Marlins were my team, the home team.
In just 4 seasons, this young franchise was playing for it all against the Cleveland Indians in 1997. It became an instant classic, going 7 games, culminating in that final hit by a young Edgar Renteria, bringing Craig Counsell home for the series clinching run. What an outrageous night, with the sound of pots and pans ringing out through Hialeah, we had a team we could be proud of.
Than came the first heartbreak.
Former owner Wayne Huizenga had a fire sale the following year, dismantling the team with claims that he was losing millions with this franchise. Kevin Brown, Al Leiter, Gary Sheffield, Edgar Renteria, Bobby Bonilla, Devon White, Charles Johnson, Moises Alou, Livan Hernandez, and even Mr. Marlin Jeff Conine weren't safe the next year. All were gone either in the offseason, or by the trade deadline in 1998. The greatest fall from first to worst ever.
Since it's inception in 1993 to this point, they were consistently in the top 10 (in the NL) in attendance, but would fall to 13th and eventually 15th, which is where they've been ever since. Right at the bottom. Eventually Huizenga would sell the team to John Henry, who now owns the Boston Red Sox. Henry had really no success at all in Florida, failing to increase attendance, payroll, and losing his bid to get a stadium built. He had the club from 1998-2001, which is when Jeffery Loria, and David Samson would take over.
The Loria and Samson regime, with the baseball minds of Larry Beinfest and Mike Hill scouting for talent, quickly built a young contender. Behind great defense, stellar pitching, and discipline at the plate, they quickly rose toward the top 3 in the division. Once again in 2003, they were World Series Champions, beating the rich New York Yankees with one of the lowest payrolls in baseball. They did try to keep this team together for a couple of years, only to be followed by another fire sale.
The second heartbreak.
During the fire sale, mainstays such as Mike Lowell (although his trade landed us Hanley Ramirez), Luis Castillo, an up and coming Miguel Cabrera, Juan Pierre, A.J. Burnett, Brad Penny, Carl Pavano, Josh Beckett, and on, and on, and on. Again crying broke, the names were different but it stung even more this time. There is a problem with both of these ownership groups crying broke. I've written about it previously that baseball, although it doesn't have a salary cap, does share revenue. It's a system that's meant to help the small market franchises benefit from the business of baseball in general. Now, in the case of Huizenga in 1998, I at least give him credit for selling as soon as it seemed he was going to "lose" money. Which I'm okay with in retrospect, at least he got out when he did. He claimed it was a bad deal, sold and got out of there. This team has benefited from revenue sharing to the tune of about $40 million dollars (average over the last few years), which hasn't reflected in the club's spending on players. Don't even get me started on how they got the stadium built. The only reason this group increased the payroll last season, was because Major League Baseball basically smacked them on the back of the head and said, "you better do what I tell you, or you won't be able to play anymore". And just when you think there's a glimmer of growth, with the long term signings of Josh Johnson, and Hanley Ramirez, something like this Dan Uggla situation happens.
At the beginning of the 2009 season, they had a chance to sign Uggla to a long term deal. They instead opted to let it go to arbitration, during which Uggla won his case and was awarded his market value at the time. As I said in a previous post, and arbitration hearing in baseball is usually the team saying they don't think you're worth as much as you think. In this case, the Marlins got it wrong, and it cost them. The story as I understand it is that, the Marlins offered him 4 years at $48 million dollars. Dan Uggla balked at the offer because he wanted a 5th year that the Marlins would not give. Uggla had made it publicly clear that he wanted to stay in Florida, when questioned on the subject of the 5th year, he said the Marlins simply stopped negotiating. What? That's right. They took their ball and went home. They had a chance with a perennial All-Star, an offensive juggernaut, and the fans favorite player since Conine, to show their new level of commitment to taking care of their own, and blew it. So we end up trading him to a division rival, for 5 cents and a can of beans. Oh but they solidified the bullpen? I'll take 30 home runs and 100 RBI's a year over a bullpen pitcher any day.
This was the move that could have cured a lot of ails, healed some old wounds, and gave the fans promise to the team that will open that shiny new ballpark in 2012. What does this mean for the young guys we have on this team now? My advice would be, Mike Stanton, Logan Morrison, Chris Coghlan, and Gaby Sanchez - RENT, DON'T BUY.
I want to cheer for my team, I really do. I just don't want to cheer for this front office. Maybe I need to apply my political view on this one, "it's okay to love your country, but not your government"?
Damn you Jeffery Loria, and David Samson for making me question my loyalty.
The Marlins would not exist until 1993. Even those first couple of years, I still pulled for the Braves a bit, but I'm a home town guy at heart. Eventually I was fully invested in the Marlins, and began to actually root against the Braves because they were in the same division. I thought it was the coolest thing in the world that we finally had a baseball team. I still have (on VHS) the first Marlins game ever. A game in which a local Hialeah High grad, the knuckle baller Charlie Hough would be the opening day pitcher. It was love at first strikeout (which was the first batter BTW). I went to the second game the following night, which would be the first night game in club history. We sat in the outfield close enough for Darryl Strawberry (then of the LA Dodgers) to hear us chant, "DARRRRRYL! DARRRRRRYL! DARRRRRRYL!". This experience sealed the deal. The Marlins were my team, the home team.
In just 4 seasons, this young franchise was playing for it all against the Cleveland Indians in 1997. It became an instant classic, going 7 games, culminating in that final hit by a young Edgar Renteria, bringing Craig Counsell home for the series clinching run. What an outrageous night, with the sound of pots and pans ringing out through Hialeah, we had a team we could be proud of.
Than came the first heartbreak.
Former owner Wayne Huizenga had a fire sale the following year, dismantling the team with claims that he was losing millions with this franchise. Kevin Brown, Al Leiter, Gary Sheffield, Edgar Renteria, Bobby Bonilla, Devon White, Charles Johnson, Moises Alou, Livan Hernandez, and even Mr. Marlin Jeff Conine weren't safe the next year. All were gone either in the offseason, or by the trade deadline in 1998. The greatest fall from first to worst ever.
Since it's inception in 1993 to this point, they were consistently in the top 10 (in the NL) in attendance, but would fall to 13th and eventually 15th, which is where they've been ever since. Right at the bottom. Eventually Huizenga would sell the team to John Henry, who now owns the Boston Red Sox. Henry had really no success at all in Florida, failing to increase attendance, payroll, and losing his bid to get a stadium built. He had the club from 1998-2001, which is when Jeffery Loria, and David Samson would take over.
The Loria and Samson regime, with the baseball minds of Larry Beinfest and Mike Hill scouting for talent, quickly built a young contender. Behind great defense, stellar pitching, and discipline at the plate, they quickly rose toward the top 3 in the division. Once again in 2003, they were World Series Champions, beating the rich New York Yankees with one of the lowest payrolls in baseball. They did try to keep this team together for a couple of years, only to be followed by another fire sale.
The second heartbreak.
During the fire sale, mainstays such as Mike Lowell (although his trade landed us Hanley Ramirez), Luis Castillo, an up and coming Miguel Cabrera, Juan Pierre, A.J. Burnett, Brad Penny, Carl Pavano, Josh Beckett, and on, and on, and on. Again crying broke, the names were different but it stung even more this time. There is a problem with both of these ownership groups crying broke. I've written about it previously that baseball, although it doesn't have a salary cap, does share revenue. It's a system that's meant to help the small market franchises benefit from the business of baseball in general. Now, in the case of Huizenga in 1998, I at least give him credit for selling as soon as it seemed he was going to "lose" money. Which I'm okay with in retrospect, at least he got out when he did. He claimed it was a bad deal, sold and got out of there. This team has benefited from revenue sharing to the tune of about $40 million dollars (average over the last few years), which hasn't reflected in the club's spending on players. Don't even get me started on how they got the stadium built. The only reason this group increased the payroll last season, was because Major League Baseball basically smacked them on the back of the head and said, "you better do what I tell you, or you won't be able to play anymore". And just when you think there's a glimmer of growth, with the long term signings of Josh Johnson, and Hanley Ramirez, something like this Dan Uggla situation happens.
At the beginning of the 2009 season, they had a chance to sign Uggla to a long term deal. They instead opted to let it go to arbitration, during which Uggla won his case and was awarded his market value at the time. As I said in a previous post, and arbitration hearing in baseball is usually the team saying they don't think you're worth as much as you think. In this case, the Marlins got it wrong, and it cost them. The story as I understand it is that, the Marlins offered him 4 years at $48 million dollars. Dan Uggla balked at the offer because he wanted a 5th year that the Marlins would not give. Uggla had made it publicly clear that he wanted to stay in Florida, when questioned on the subject of the 5th year, he said the Marlins simply stopped negotiating. What? That's right. They took their ball and went home. They had a chance with a perennial All-Star, an offensive juggernaut, and the fans favorite player since Conine, to show their new level of commitment to taking care of their own, and blew it. So we end up trading him to a division rival, for 5 cents and a can of beans. Oh but they solidified the bullpen? I'll take 30 home runs and 100 RBI's a year over a bullpen pitcher any day.
This was the move that could have cured a lot of ails, healed some old wounds, and gave the fans promise to the team that will open that shiny new ballpark in 2012. What does this mean for the young guys we have on this team now? My advice would be, Mike Stanton, Logan Morrison, Chris Coghlan, and Gaby Sanchez - RENT, DON'T BUY.
I want to cheer for my team, I really do. I just don't want to cheer for this front office. Maybe I need to apply my political view on this one, "it's okay to love your country, but not your government"?
Damn you Jeffery Loria, and David Samson for making me question my loyalty.




