It must be weird to be inside Rob Manfred’s head. “Oh, that’s an actual idea — let’s put it to the side. We now return to our game of ‘chicken’ already in progress...” Manfred’s head appears to be simultaneously spacious and cluttered, which is how I would describe my Aunt Bertha’s garage as well as my liver.
And yet to hear it from the Commish, it has all been leading up to today. Today, Manfred proudly (that’s a synonym for “smugly,” right?) proclaims, you are going to hear the counter offer of all counter offers from the owners.