Albert Pujols hasn't fought many losing battles in his career. In fact, when he's been pushed to the brink? Greatness.
But starting with full page ad in the Post-Dispatch sports section, moving to his press conference in Anaheim Saturday and continuing with his media blitz with his wife today, Albert Pujols is fighting a battle that he can't win.
Because he's Albert Pujols, he still thinks he can salvage this thing, but he can't. He won't. And it's embarrassing to have to say:
Just stop it Albert. It's over. Shut it up.
By 'this thing', I mean the public perception of how he left St. Louis. He wants you to believe that this was the Cardinals fault. They're the ones that low balled him with a 5 year offer. They're the ones that wouldn't offer him a personal services contract after the 10 year deal was up. They're the ones that were all business when the lovable superstar just wanted some TLC.
The Cardinals also are the ones that went 10/years 210 million (if not more, at least equal with the 10/254 in CA after taxes and cost of living) knowing that it was going to drag the team down the latter part of this decade.
And while the DeWitt's probably didn't go overboard on the warm and fuzzies for Albert, I think that's pretty disingenuous. Isn't that what the 'Best Fans In Baseball' do? Shower people with as close to unconditional love as there is in sports?
The person services contract? Perhaps the most brazen money grab in the history of professional sports. We're really thinking that after 20 years and a Hall of Fame enshrinement, they wouldn't be willing to give Albert a taste to just hang around? Bullshit.
Maybe Pujols knows he's not winning this battle. Maybe he's taking his PR flack's advice and at least creating some sort of reasonable doubt and happy to leave it at that.
But something tells me that Pujols believes it when he thinks a :30 minute phone conversation with Artie Moreno was worth more than 11 years of adulation beyond reproach. That St. Louis is just going 'through a phase' and they'll come around for El Hombre. After all, they always did.
It's over, though. And no matter what happens in Los Angeles, Pujols is the guy that chose money over memories. Cash over companionship. By the way, that's his call. More power to you brother.
Just don't come back to my town and try to convince me otherwise. We get it... you're gone.
You don't have to be a dick about it.
Pujols relationship to the Cardinals is like that of your lifetime lover/soulmate....your highschool sweetheart. Overtime, you are gonna to have ups and downs, being together so long, that is inevident…it’s hard to stay monogamous, but you’ve been through much- winning/losing…kids/special anniversaries/special private moments that only you two have, the tough times that you leaned on each other that get overlooked in a moment of selfishness ….but then you have that girl at your office (angles owner) who has always wanted to bag ya, always flirting, bending over in front of you, pushing up her breasts and leaving a button or two undone...but she could never get ya to stray and really shouldn’t be able to, she finally catches you at your weakest moment (presumably after months of neglect/arguing and then a huge fight), fast forward to happy hour and now your 10 whiskey's deep...and said girl sweeps in one more desperate attempt- brushing up against your junk, telling you how big it is and she wants it inside her- right here, right now...so now at your most vulnerable moment you rationalize that this is a good idea- let the good times roll, I'm the coolest most bad ass man in the planet...brad pitt on steroids....off to plow town...boner city...whoops, can't take this one back.... the next day ensues- headache, instant regret, the awful pit in your stomach that you messed up, oh you messed up real effing bad, heck you messed up something that was sooo good for sooo long, just to get your ego stroked for a quick bit, you chose lust over devotion, plus 2's over family, almost all in pure spite….the moral of the story….was it all really worth it- the new place, the other girl…was it really worth all those wonderful years, to cheat just because you were mad and caught up in the moment…NO. It never is, is it?! And at the end of the day- you've lost that unbelievable girl (cardinal nation) who you fell in love with oh so many years ago- all those amazing times, laughing, smiling, crying, the small things that really matter the most...you've lost all of that forever as she tells you to go get bent...oh and for the new girl...yeah, that didn't turn out so well now did it?! There was some hot steamy times to follow, basically cause you were so depressed of what you lost, but then you don't have the Mistress anymore either...the short tempting fling, was just that..a lil fling, a distance memory....and what is that you have for the rest of your life...oh yeah, nothing,nada, zilch....years even decades of loneliness...it sucks...life's a bitch and then you die. It's a shame that one lil lasp in judgement caused all this hardship, now isn't it.