Florida Marlins outfielder Logan Morrison has filed a grievance against his team, claiming that his demotion to Triple A in mid August was a form of discipline from management and not done for baseball purposes. A quick scan of the Marlins’ hitting numbers reveals that on August 13th, the day he was sent down, Morrison was second on the team in OPS.

It’s not about money. I want to put it behind me but also stand up for what’s right. I consulted with the [Major League Baseball] Players Association and I want to protect my rights. It was not an easy decision or a decision I took lightly

And stick it to the easily unlikable owner of the most poorly run franchise in baseball.

Just prior to his demotion, Morrison had skipped a team function with season ticket holders after being informed by the Marlins’ union representative that it wasn’t mandatory. And it wasn’t like Morrison was selfishly slacking off. Earlier in the day, he had spent several hours at a separate team event. While it’s all circumstantial evidence, in addition to his being sent down, utility player Wes Helms, the team’s union rep was released the same day that Morrison was sent to Triple A.

There were several other incidents and run ins of a negative nature between Morrison and Florida’s front office over his Twitter feed, the firing of the team’s hitting coach, and the outfielder calling out ownership in the media. Not helping the organization at all is the fact that Marlins president Larry Beinfest justified the roster move by vaguely telling reporters the following day that Morrison had to learn more about “being a Major Leaguer.”

While the results of the grievance probably won’t bring down the organization or officially bring sanctions of any real significance, the impact will be felt in terms of Morrison’s relationship with his club, which had already had its moments. That’s why the incident is breathing new life into the long rumoured deal that would send the disgruntled player to the Chicago White Sox in exchange for manager Ozzie Guillen.

Earlier this week, FOX Sports’ Ken Rosenthal reported that Guillen, despite having a contract through 2012, has a “10 percent” chance of managing the White Sox next season, suggesting that the outspoken manager’s strained relationship with GM Kenny Williams appears “unsalvageable.”

As poorly run as the Marlins are, it’s difficult to believe that the first player – manager trade since Randy Winn was sent to Seattle by Tampa Bay for Lou Pinella is going to take place. Morrison is just too valuable as a cost controlled commodity for the next five years. And besides, if Morrison is moved because of his lack of self censorship, is Ozzie Guillen really the guy you want to replace him with? The Marlins aren’t that stupid, right?

And The Rest

The American League Wild Card is once again only three games out of the grasp of the Tampa Bay Rays.

Meanwhile, in the other playoff race, the Texas Rangers just keep on rolling.

Not only does Mariano Rivera not even like Enter Sandman, the Yankees organization picked the song for him, as an attempt to imitate Trevor Hoffman’s entrance.

Ch-ch-ch-changes. In San Francisco.

Despite recent mockery over his in season weight gain, San Francisco Giants third baseman Pablo Sandoval hit for the cycle last night.

Keith Law talks about scouts, J.P. Ricciardi and his conversion.

Texas Rangers slugger Josh Hamilton is continuing to make fans in new and interesting ways.

A 100 year old prospect finally gets called up.

The hitting coach for the Detroit Tigers, Lloyd McClendon, must have a very understanding partner.

And in other unsavoury news from Detroit, the city has decided to keep old Tiger Stadium around as a potential location for a future box store, rather than let it be used by youth baseball teams. Yep, nothing villainy at all about that move.

Coffee grinds are a chewing tobacco alternative.

Bobby Abreu calls it a year, a year he’d rather forget. How many DHs are on the Angels?

The following video is somewhat deceptive. You want to think that the guy who catches a foul ball with a nonchalance normally reserved for waking up in the morning is cool, but then you have to remember he’s over the age of twelve and wearing a baseball glove. And he’s also talking on his cell phone, sitting alone at a baseball game. Eughn.