There have been so many names thrown into the Dodgers ownership hat, that it's nearly impossible to keep up with and surely is a waste of time to try. Most of the names are either unrealistic choices financially, or are simply enjoying their name being in the paper. That said, I have only two qualifications for MLB to consider when reviewing the candidates.
1. Respect the brand. That includes everything the Dodgers were, are, and could be. Dodgers Stadium, Dodger Dogs, Tommy, Vin, Sandy, Jackie, Drysdale, Campy, Fernando, Nuke, Duke, Pee Wee, Alston, Sutton, Podres, Erskine, Hershiser, Gibson, Scioscia, 1955, 1959, 1963, 1965, 1981, 1988. Respect what being Dodger means, the respect it exudes.
2. Respect the fans. That doesn't mean blow $200 million a year on payroll. It means let me attend a game for a price that doesn't make me think about cost even once during the game. Let me park my car for a reasonable price, in a safe parking lot, then go sit in a reasonably priced seat where I can enjoy a competitive, entertaining baseball game. This includes updating the stadium. She is a professional sports gem and should be treated as such.
Respecting the fans also means never putting us in a position to have to defend our fandom. Good teams lose, and losing isn't fun, but we can handle losing. Losing offers hope for winning. Acting in a manner that detriments the franchise reflects poorly on us, the fans, for being willing to root for a team owned by such a person. Respect us by acting in a way that makes us proud to be fans.
Whether the new owner is Mark Cuban or Joe Torre, Magic Johnson or Steve Garvey (yikes), as long as they meet my two criteria, I'll be optimistic for the future and proud to be a Dodgers fan.