Truth is -- the shame is -- Hendry would appear to be going nowhere.
Trib colleague Phil Rogers takes up the issue today, making the logical point that the Cubs stink and are doing it with a ridiculous payroll, so someone should pay besides the Ricketts family.
Rogers also brings team president Clown Kenney into the discussion, even raising the question of whether the Fanboy Owner would let Kenney make the decision on Hendry.
The business school definition of such a flow-chart driven move is called -- follow closely here -- stupid squared.
Thing is, these questions about the future of Hendry and Kenney appear to be answered, and not the way Cubs fans want them to be answered.
They’re staying. Otherwise, why would they still be here? There have been so many reasons to run their failing backsides out of town, but they’re still here, making Ricketts so McCaskey.
Hendry apparently has hoodwinked the Fanboy Owner into believing that all of his dumb decisions -- bringing in recidivist nutball Milton Bradley, bidding against himself for Alfonso Soriano, to name a few -- were prodded by Tribune Co. wonks who aren’t around anymore. Convenient, huh?
And speaking of convenient, here’s how you know that Ricketts has bought all the snake oil that Hendry is selling: The Fanboy Owner’s answer before apparently scurrying away from reporters while his purchase was getting swept by the worst team in the league last week. When asked what’s wrong with the Cubs, the Fanboy Owner responded, “Nothing. Just a lot of injuries.’’
Consider yourself insulted, Cubs fans. Consider yourself played for stupid. Consider Hendry safe. Look, if the Fanboy Owner is saying the Cubs’ only problem is injuries, then he’s refusing to blame anybody for bad decisions on players, managers and minor-league development, especially the general manager who has wasted more money to create one of the worst teams in baseball and has nothing in the farm system to make it better. Connect the dots, people.
The Fanboy Owner sounds like a guy getting suckered. Cubs fans sound like they’re getting stuck.
“Nothing. Just a lot of injuries.’’ Does that sound like a guy thinking for himself?
If the Fanboy Owner could think for himself, Hendry and Kenny would’ve been gone the second day he took over.
If he could think for himself, he’d have known he needed a baseball maven for a baseball organization, not a corporate legal wonk and a general manager with a lot of payroll and no World Series games to show for it.
The Fanboy Owner is buying it. He’s a Cubs fan’s worst nightmare: the fan who buys sunshine.
And speaking of buying Cub Nation sunshine, did you check out the Main Event on our Smack! Page today? We present things we wish would get lost from Chicago sports, one of which is the Fanboy Owner’s eternal optimism. Serendipitously, Ricketts is next to John Belushi’s less-talented brother, and I’m thinking, that’s what the Fanboy Owner deserves.
When he gets a baseball man to run a revamped baseball organization, then Ricketts gets moved up next to Bill Murray.