Post-Deadline Pitching: Chihuahuas and Lapdogs
This year, as always, we found the run-up to the MLB trading deadline absorbing and diverting. And this year, yet again, we were struck by the unexploited entertainment potential of the event. Everyone knows that there’s a market for the manufactured drama of big-league sports transactions. We inhabit a world in which 3 million Americans watch the NBA draft, and another 3 million—actually, it’s probably the same 3 million—are willing to sit in front their TV or computer screens on a Saturday afternoon and watch NFL teams make their 5th-round draft choices.
You couldn’t make the MLB draft similarly compelling, of course. NBA and NFL draftees go directly to the teams that select them. They’ll be playing, and often starting, for those teams a few months later. MLB draftees serve (usually years-long) minor-league apprenticeships. This absence of immediate consequences makes the baseball draft dicier as a viewing spectacle.
Not so the last week of July for MLB. Practically every deal that gets done has, and is intended to have, an immediate effect. The Cubs and Rangers double down. The Yankees and (it appears) the Royals muck their hands. As it stands, the process unfolds glacially, and we ourselves kind of like it that way. But we guarantee you that there are handsomely-compensated consultants brooding as we write about how that gradual unfolding can be turned into a one-day extravaganza. Read the rest of this entry »