The Juan Soto Blues

This feels like we (The Nationals) are the Bucks and just traded Lew Alcindor (I mean Kareem)

Juan Soto, 2019, David B. King: Flickr, Blogspot — https://www.flickr.com/photos/bootbearwdc/40536136683 (Creative Commons License 2.0.)

Juan Soto’s been traded and I got no gin to drink
I say, Juan Soto’s been traded and I got no gin to drink

This one hurts so bad, Imma dye my hair bright pink…

Okay, first of all, I don’t want to hear it. The reasons. The rationale.

Chatter like, Soto turned down $440 million over 15 years, what did you expect?

Or, it’s just business. We had to get something for him.

Be quiet. Please. Not in the mood.

Just a few years ago, the Nats, my Washington Nationals, let another superstar, Bryce Harper walk for nothing. Nothing.

Soto still had two years to go before free agency. So, why now? And why not just ask him directly what do you want? Maybe he wanted $40 million per year right now. Well, give it to him. Seven years for $40 million. $280 million.

He will be only 30 years old and he can play somewhere else after that, or he can stay. Nah. The Nationals decided to low ball him (Yes I wrote that — low ball).

He was offered $440 million over 15 years. That is $29 million per year. He would only play in one city for the rest of his…