The hiring of Craig Breslow, a former Red Sox middle reliever turned low-level front office executive, to run the dang, should tell you everything you need to know about where we are, as a Nation. But if it doesn’t, let me help: The cult of the General Manager is dying, and that’s a good thing for all of us. Healing may be possible.
It’s been a long time coming. Since the publication of Moneyball, more or less, fans have wanted their GMs to be characters, outside-the-box thinkers with identifiable strategies fitting their personalities.