By Ben McGrath in this weeks New Yorker, one of the best baseball stories I've read in quite some time. It's the stories like this one that are a big reason I love baseball more than any other sport. Like 'em or not, you have to admit watching the '04 "idiot" Red Sox run was a lot of fun, and it had a lot to do with guys like Ramirez, Pedro Martinez, and Johnny Damon."Manny Ramirez is a deeply frustrating employee, the kind whose talents are so prodigious that he gets away with skipping meetings, falling asleep on the job, and fraternizing with the competition. He makes more money than everyone else at the company yet somehow escapes the usual class resentment, and even commands more respect from the wage slaves, who suspect he is secretly one of them, than from his colleagues in business class. It’s not that he is anti-establishment, exactly, but in his carefree way he’s just subversive enough—“affably apathetic” is how one of his bosses put it recently—to create headaches for any manager who worries about precedent."
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