Sell the Fucking Team

Rafael Devers was a petulant cunt. A symptom of an organization that’s completely quit on winning. Jaded, spiteful, selfish, a bad leader, a mediocre baseball player — but yeah, a really good hitter.

If the Red Sox were ever going to truly turn a corner, they had to cut ties with this guy. Long-term, they’ll be better off. But here’s the rub: everything with this team is about the long run. They’ve abandoned the idea of actually winning baseball games and are now just managing assets for King John Henry.

Devers acting like a spoiled brat gave ownership the perfect excuse to order Craig Breslow to dump his bloated contract. Mission accomplished.

Did they need the savings to buy more soccer players in Liverpool? Or maybe scoop up another franchise to bleed dry? Who knows — but let’s not pretend that wasn’t part of the calculation. Still, it’s just one layer of this mess.

What they got in return for Devers is borderline insulting — but not surprising, given the orders to eat zero dollars of his contract. That’s what happens when your GM’s hands are tied by billionaire greed.

And let’s talk about how the Sox didn’t even shop Devers around the league? That’s either malpractice or some shady Luka Dončić draft-night level of corruption.

The one takeaway here is simple: never trust a word that comes out of Sam Kennedy or anyone else’s mouth in this front office again. If you didn’t already believe they’re full of shit, this trade should seal the deal. The spin, the polish, the classic Red Sox PR diarrhea — it’s baked into the water at Fenway. They can’t help themselves, and we get to hate them for it.

I called for Devers to be traded when he spent spring training yelling “no” like a toddler refusing broccoli. I never believed he was a winner. He was a platoon sidecar in 2018 and the face of a soft, underachieving team ever since. Now he's gone — good.

But let’s be honest: the reasons behind this move are more of the same Red Sox crap we’ve seen since they shipped Mookie to L.A. This wasn’t a contract they ever intended to keep. And if you think they’re going to reinvest that money into actual talent? You're dreaming.

As for Breslow? His inability to get even one quality MLB player back for a guy like Devers — while eating the full salary — doesn’t inspire much confidence. Not for now. Not for the future. Not under King Henry’s reign of mediocrity.

Best-case scenario? Addition by subtraction. You better hope Mayer, Anthony, Campbell, and the other kids can actually play. Because John Henry’s fiscal approach is locked in — and nothing will change unless he sells or dies.


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