Today is a great day to be a Dodgers fan. With Frank McCourt finally agreeing to sell the team, we finally have closure, a light at the end of the tunnel.
First, I don't think this necessarily makes the Dodgers major players in the free agent market this winter, not any more than they were last week. Nor do I have any idea if the new owner will be any good at all.
I just know that Frank McCourt will be gone, and that is good enough for me, for now.
I'm tired of the distraction of two years of a very public divorce battle between Frank and Jamie McCourt and take solace in the fact that both sides likely would have walked away with much more had they simply settled long before dragging the reputation of the franchise through the mud.
I'm tired of the team being in bankruptcy.
I'm tired of hearing McCourt speak and wondering if he was telling the truth. All too often McCourt spoke in disingenuous tones, saying words he thought the fans would want to hear but lacking the conviction to make us believe him. Statue of the fans, my ass.
For the most part, I really don't care what the owner of the team does, as long as they aren't a distraction or actively hurting the team. I just want to focus on the team itself.
Now that McCourt has agreed to go away, I can go back to pouring over the minutiae of Juan Rivera's paychecks, rather than be wary of the owner who will sign them.