I come today with proof that everyone, indeed, makes mistakes.
Since Major League Baseball instituted the orgy of instant gratification known as free agency in the mid-1970s, every team has at some point succumbed to its seductive bounty against their better judgment.
The beauty and hazard of free agency is that it doesn’t ask teams to wait.
It simply says: “Come with the cash and I’ll give you your man.”
For the impatient, the imprudent and the downright stupid, that deceptively simple arrangement doubles as a trap. And a general manager who operates with his job danging above his head generally fits all three of those dubious categories.
Not surprisingly, the price paid is often far too high.
So before you harangue the local radio station with demands that your team pay top dollar for a free-agent-to-be, consider the graveyard of ghoulish deals that follow.