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I Don't Blame Jayson Werth

I had to read it twice to believe it. Jayson Werth signed a 126MM, 7 year deal with the Washington Nationals. Oh my goodness!

Scott Boras and the Washington Nationals have a very good relationship. I get that. I don't get that Jayson Werth is going to make 18 million dollars a year. Let me type that again. Jayson Werth is going to make 18 million dollars a year for 7 years. I got that figure all by myself by dividing 126 by 7.

Yes, I'm stunned. If I were the Player's Association I would try to get a national holiday named for Scott Boras. I would build a shrine in his honor anywhere he wanted. We're talking the Washington Nationals here folks. The Washington Nationals. Not the New York Yankees or Boston Red Sox. Their shoes are still in the closet and they haven't dropped yet. Just wait. Cliff Lee is still visiting banks and interviewing bankers. He hasn't decided yet which team he wants to partially own. Will it be the Yankees or will it be the Rangers? Who knows? But we expect it from the Yankees or the Rangers or the Red Sox. But the Washington Nationals? Jayson Werth? Wow!

On the RotoWire XM radio show last week I mentioned that Kansas City was the franchise to watch for the future. I also mentioned that the Washington Nationals were not far behind. Little did I know that they wanted to rock the baseball world by bringing Jayson Werth in as a silent partner. I thought Bryce Harper and Stephen Strasburg along with some of their prospects would propel the club to a better attitude moving forward. I had no idea they wanted to bankrupt their future with the insanity of the deal they gave to Mr. Werth. More power to him. What $$$ will be left when their rostered players are due their share? Well, that's their problem, certainly not ours.

Jayson Werth hit .296 with a late charge. Maybe it was the 13 stolen bases that put him way over the top of the money heap. No, I don't think he drove in 100 runs. And that was for the Phillies, a team with hitters up and down the lineup, not the Nationals. But that doesn't matter. What matters is that Jayson Werth is now the face of the franchise. And the arms, the legs, the body and everything else.

I'm not as distressed at the contract signed by Adam Dunn. Adam Dunn has hit 30 or more homers consistently. Yes, he only hit .260 but he's shown improvement in his batting average for two years in a row. And can you imagine what he'll hit in Chicago? Now that was a smart sign. And the White Sox are looking to lock up Paul Konerko. Then they'll have two Designated Hitters and nobody to play 3B. But that's a story for another time. I think Dunn for 4 years doesn't give me angina. The White Sox aren't finished yet. We're talking Monopoly money here folks. Only the players own more than Boardwalk and Park Place. They own baseball teams.

Frankly, I think the insanity is going to continue with Carl Crawford, Adrian Beltre and Cliff Lee still hanging around waiting to see which teams will fall over each other to pay them the last dollar or add another year to assure their families "security."

I don't blame the players. No way! I blame management that throws money around and then wonders how to dump the bad contract a year or two down the road. See Alfonso Soriano, A.J. Burnett, Barry Zito, Gil Meche, Travis Hafner and on and on and on for first hand instructions on how to laugh all the way to the bank. It really is bad management that dooms baseball teams. No, I don't blame the players. I blame poor decisions that are based on what? An attempt to get a team out of the basement so they can finish, where? Third place maybe? And of course, miss the playoffs.

There. I feel better now. If one can vent one's spleen, mine has been vented.

I leave for the Winter Meetings in Orlando tomorrow morning. I will write more about this insanity if there is anything worth sharing. Until then, I'll just applaud Jayson Werth for being smart enough to turn his investment portfolio over to Scott Boras. I think his family has the "security" most ballplayers seek in free agency. Don't ya think?