Shi Davidi of the Rogers-owned Sportsnet reports that Rogers is expected to sign a two-year extension with Paul Beeston in order to keep him around as president and CEO of the Rogers-owned Toronto Blue Jays.
Initially reluctant to take the position on permanently, Beeston said Tuesday that he’s “committed to seeing this thing through,” although he refused to put any sort of time frame on that.
“We’re in discussion, but if there’s something to let you know, I’ll let you know,” said Beeston. “Honest to God, I’ve never worked under contract before, other than this one. I don’t buy into contracts, if I do my job, I do my job, if they want to get rid of me, they get rid of me, if I want to leave, I leave. Simple as that. It’s on a day-to-day basis, and I expect to be here Nov. 1.”
That’s some hilariously charming Beeston-esque thinking right there. Less hilariously charming: pretty much everything Beeston has said in the last two years.
Perhaps that’s only natural, given his role. There are PR aspects of his job that require a delicate balance to be struck between his promoting of the brand and his offering something resembling-enough to honesty to keep people from tuning out entirely to what he says. And while I don’t think he’s done a particularly good job maintaining that balance, or managing fan expectations, or not pissing away the fucking lake of goodwill he and his GM built over the first two seasons of the Anthopoulos era, or answering a damn question succinctly, when it comes right down to it, I kinda just can’t give much of a shit.
He’s still far better than the last guy– which, granted, isn’t saying much– and I feel like we’ve reached a nice, utilitarian equilibrium wherein we know not to bother taking a damn thing he says seriously, assuming we’re even able to decipher it through the verbiage. His little rules about contract length? Made to be broken. His belief that several playoff appearances and lots of Rogers brand money are about to be laid at our feet? Whatever.
They’re all just empty words to keep us busy and keep us from straying too far into the negative suckhole that’s pulled down a hefty amount of the fan base during the second half of this season, and will only gain in gravity if the clubs words aren’t met by actions this winter. If the club acts like it’s backed by one of the richest corporations on the continent and ultimately flourishes, fans will be happy. If not, they won’t. That’s about all there is to it. And that makes Beeston’s coming or going hard to get too worked up about, for me, at least.
Now, if I believed he wouldn’t make an exception to his free agent policies if the right guy came around, maybe there’d be more reason to be upset that he’s sticking around. But, call me naive, I think he entirely would. I just can’t take any of it seriously.
Hey, but he spearheaded the uniform change! And I’m still holding out hope that, once the Grey Cup is through, he starts working towards making good on his fan-prompted babble from last year that the club has considered finding a way to install a grass playing surface– and taking any number of measures to make the building Rogers bought for a fucking song into a more baseball-friendly, and ideally baseball-only, facility.
No, really, I am. Again, call me naive. And say it one more for my lacking the wherewithal to shit too badly on Beeston’s extension, if you really want. It’s not like it wasn’t entirely a foregone conclusion anyway.