So, Pat Burrell has finally landed. On the Tampa Bay Rays. Guess Pat’s like one of those cougar widows who only dates money (Editor’s note: Comparable analogy to a middle-aged free agent who signs with the other team in the World Series? You be the judge). Though maybe this wasn’t completely about money, seeing as Burrell only ended up getting a two-year, 16 million dollar deal, both down in years and dinero from his original request. Oh, and he’ll likely DH.
I wonder…if the Phillies had suspected they could have gotten Burrell back at that contract, would they have given Raul Ibanez three years and 31.5 million?
Um, no. And if they did, than that’s just stupid.
Did Ruben Amaro, Jr. get played? Will he regret resigning Jamie Moyer if Derek Lowe ends up getting a discounted contract elsewhere? And after Pat takes less money for less years than he wanted, where does this little snippet come from?
Burrell will donate a portion of his contract to the Rays Baseball Foundation, the official charity of the Rays, the team said in a statement. (espn.com)
So wait: Burrell is taking less money, for less years, will likely be DH’ing, and is donating money to charity? All of Tampa Bay must think this guy is a saint. I’m not trying to say that Burrell isn’t a charitable guy – but seriously, who in Tampa did Pat Burrell get caught sleeping with?
All jokes aside: we’ll miss you, Pat. You weren’t the most athletic guy, and you didn’t always live up to the hype, but you cared, and you tried, and you were a good player in this town. And more importantly, you understood this town; hell, even liked it. You were one of us, Pat – best of luck.