So I finally pulled the trigger and traded one of my third baseman. Wright was the guy I'd rather trade because Longoria is safer, but I was afraid I'd be selling low on Wright. I didn't.
In return, I got Matt Holliday and a 3rd round pick (120th overall after keepers). I was happy with this. Then, I got word from the Commish that my trade had been vetoed. VETOED!
At fault was an apparently renovated trade committee which consists of 5 random owners emailed by the commissioner. I lost 3-2. This is the shit that happens when you join a league with a good friend, 4 of his brothers, 4 of his best friends and 3 guys I know. Unfuckingbelieveable.
The three guys who voted against it said it was unfair because David Wright isn't good anymore. That's right, they all said that one off season with no healthy teammates meant that his four year track record of excellence was gone. Kaput. He was now a 10 homer/year guy. "Like Figgins" one guy said. I'm actually in a league with these people. The commissioner himself apologized and agreed that the trade was fine.
The other owner and I were both disappointed, and so we changed the deal slightly and made it again.
This time, I give up Wright and the 114th pick.
I get Holliday and picks 117 and 118.
The commissioner sent it out to the other 5 guys in our league, including himself and it passed. So my utility spot is freed up and I have the best OF in the league now. Probably in most leagues.
Justin Upton
Carl Crawford
Matt Holliday
I feel good about this. I'm in good shape and if I can just avoid fucking up the draft like last year I'll be set. I like the extra pick and I liked the email I got from one of the league's owners saying that I "ripped off" a weaker team. I couldn't disagree more, but I like the trade. What I don't like, is Holliday's now lingering rib cage soreness....
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
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