http://espn.go.com/espn/page2/index?id=7319439Typically, a general manager of a baseball club signs new ballplayers because he believes that the new ballplayer will help to improve the club. This is generally beneficial to both the club AND the ballplayer, as the club increases its chance of winning, and the general manager increases his job security.
If, however, a club has a general manager who is a complete buffoon (and/or an out-and-out double agent for the club's enemies), that general manager might choose to spend this crucial time of the year AGAIN preparing to dress up in the costume of an elf and getting ready to rappel down the side of a building in Connecticut with his friends Santa Claus and The Grinch. He might even spend this valuable time joking around with the manager of his club's most hated enemy, asking him to join the madness!
Do not waste any of your precious time on this earth trying to figure out how these insane acts benefit the elf's employer. They do not, in any way, do so. A far more legitimate question to ponder is: Why does the elf's employer allow the elf to get away with this? I imagine this exchange in The Bronx:
Employer: "How is it coming on your efforts to improve a team that LOST TO THE DETROIT TIGERS IN THE FIRST ROUND OF THE PLAYOFFS?"
Evil, Villainous, Satanic Elf: "How should I know, I am getting ready for my annual insane act of rappelling down a building while I am dressed like an elf. It makes so many people happy."
Do you want to know who is happy about this? Real General Managers, mostly in the American League East, that is who. General Managers who actually take their job seriously. General Managers who want their clubs to win. General Managers who cannot wait to fleece a nitwit.
This act has caused me to have the exact opposite emotion of Christmas spirit. I am getting very close to embracing the Dark Satan. I am at my wits end.