According to multiple sources, the Cleveland Indians have narrowed their search for a new manager to two candidates, and holy jesus I almost passed out (and not the good kind of passing out) when I heard the names: Bobby Valentine and Manny Acta. We'll get to Valentine in a second, but let's start with Acta. This incompetent piece of shit was fired by the Washington Nationals in fucking July! The Nationals, who finished with the worst record in the league, thought this guy was so bad that they kicked his ass out the door halfway through the season. When a team has an assemblage of talent as shitty as the Nationals, and zero expectation of actually winning anything, it's almost a given that the manager will make it through the entire year. Not Acta. Shitcanned in July. By the worst team in baseball. That is god damn pathetic.
And then we get to this guy:
It speaks volumes that Valentine is clearly the better candidate here. Volumes about the shittiness of Manny Acta. Volumes about how far the Tribe have fallen since the run to the ALCS in 2007. And volumes about how Mark Shapiro is trying to destroy my soul. At the rate this shit is going, Grady Sizmore is going to get traded at the deadline next season and the wife will come home to find me hanging in the closet. God. Fucking. Dammit.
On the other hand, if Valentine ever breaks out the Groucho glasses again, it could be the only highlight of what is sure to be a dismal 2010 Indians season.
