“One of the lessons I learned from my father was that something is only good or bad in comparison to something else,” writes Bud Selig in his memoir For the Good of the Game. That line, oft repeated throughout the book’s 318 pages, essentially sums up how I feel about it. On its own, the story makes for an interesting and compelling read. But one can’t help but feel like Selig tries to come out clean in comparison to a messy period in baseball’s history.
Selig chronicles his relationship with the game, from his roots as a Yankees fan, to his purchasing of the Seattle Pilots and rechristening them as the Milwaukee Brewers, to his ascendancy as MLB Commissioner.