The Toronto Star reports that the Jays are about to announce that Paul Beeston is the interim President and CEO of the Jays. (And a hearty glove tap and ass-hammering goes to Sports in the City's Navin/eyebleaf for the heads up.)
Indulge us with a moment of your time to speculate on what all this means.
The Jays are undertaking an employment strategy for the Level of Excellence: After hiring Cito and Beeston, we fully anticipate that the Jays will hire Robbie Alomar as the team's liaison to the Renaissance Hotel, Tony Fernandez as the spiritual counselor, and George Bell to run the Junior Jays' Kiss My Purple Butt Booth.
The Leafs are the model franchise: Isn't it more than a little weird how Toronto sports franchises keep plucking people of their history to keep themselves afloat? What's next? Isaiah Thomas and Damon Stoudamire returning to help lead the Raps to the old glory days?
J.P. is on notice: With Beeston on board for the short term, the Jays will likely get through 2009 with Ricciardi at the helm. But come next year, we're guessing that a new boss at the helm will likely bring in his own dude to run the on-field personnel aspects of the franchise. (Supposing, of course, that the new boss is a baseball guy, and not a marketing guy.)
Bob McCown was wrong: If we had a dollar for every time the Bobcat has stated on Prime Time Sports over the past few months that "Beeston ain't comin' back", then we could buy the Fan 590 away from Rogers and turn it into a 24-hour-all-Wilco-all-the-time-50,000-watt-superstation. Alas, no one is coughing up that cheese for us.
We're also guessing that Bobcat doesn't own up to being wrong, and says something like: "I told you that he wouldn't take the job, and since he's only the interim President, I was right. Again. All praise and glory is mine. Claude Thamalfachuk. Flying Fadoo. "