Former Angels manager Gene Mauch used to call his home in Palm Springs “God’s waiting room,” the place retired people go before they die.
The Angels, in the same sense, could be called the “God’s waiting room” of baseball, the place were aging players have historically gone to cash a last check on their way out of the big leagues.
I’ve always maintained that an alien dropped down from outer space, if handed the all-time rosters of major leagues clubs, would conclude the Angels were the greatest franchise in history of human kind.
Disingenuous congratulations to the Carolina Panthers and Golden State Warriors for their fabulous so-far seasons.
No, seriously, some of us wished you nothing but the worst.
The guy who said records were meant to be broken would have been in a headlock sitting next to me Dec. 11 as I put historical rancor aside to root for Boston to chuck the Warriors off the Golden State bridge.
It took a lot for a born-and-bred Lakers fan to root for the Soylent Green, but sometimes in life you have no choice.
(Spoiler alert: never count on Boston for anything except decent fish soup) Read More