Cubs Brain Trust In a League of its Own

Cubs Brain Trust In a League of its Own

Occasionally, I feel a pang of stinging disappointment with regard to the Chicago Cubs, a nagging irritation beneath the persistent impatience. You likely feel it, too.

These waves of uncertainty can visit at any time, triggered by a myriad of circumstances and conditions. Perhaps you're watching a Cardinals game, or a duel between warring teams in a pennant race, and the most minute details appear enticing.

Every now and then, I yearn to watch just one meaningful game; to invest heart, mind and soul in something with drama, excitement and real-world consequences. Momentarily, I may pine for the Cubs to be tangled in amongst the main show, rather than lurking on the sideline as impotent bystanders.

But, almost as quickly as these fleeting daydreams surface, they're swatted away again by the dense power of rational thought. The intelligent fan appreciates that the Cubs' future is brighter than all but a handful of organisations in baseball.

Just as the mind can become pre-occupied with yearning for instant success, thoughts of near reality can be all-consuming. One can literally spend hours salivating about the prospective 2015 Cubs, whilst the notion of prospects being promoted ignites a heart-pumping adrenaline rush. Soon, Javy, Kris, and Jorge will be here.

Soon, the Cubs will be playing before packed crowds at a revamped Wrigley. Soon, we'll watch postseason baseball on cold, epochal nights. Such thoughts make the body tingle.

This idealistic vision of what the Chicago Cubs will soon become acts as a real-time anesthetic. However, fans can find even more salvation by pondering the men currently in command; weary rooters are able to rest assured that, with Theo Epstein and Jed Hoyer scheming restlessly on our behalf, no stone will be left unturned in the Cubs' quest for contention.

Whenever I see the President or General Manager give an interview, make a speech or explain The Plan, I invariably wind up shaking my head in wonderment at their superior intelligence, their pristine clarity of thought. Oftentimes, when events at the Major League level wear me down, I like to think of them hunkered down in the basement offices at Clark & Addison, tinkering away on a monster like Shelley's Dr. Frankenstein. It helps ease the anxiety.

Right now, other teams may have better players, ballparks that look less worn, and clearer routes to glory, but, deep down, I know that no organisation has a sharper, more driven baseball operations staff. No organisation has a Theo Epstein, capable of diagnosing with incisive vision exactly what needs to be done in order to construct a winner; capable of authoring and articulating such a wide-ranging plan to reach those ends; capable of carrying it all out with such sensitivity, such passion, such dexterity.

No organisation has a Jed Hoyer, this wonderfully imaginative thinker, this innovative negotiator, this bundle of energy, enthusiasm and acuity. No organisation has a Jason McLeod, overseeing the creation of a player development juggernaut and implementing the progressive philosophy to which it plays.

I wouldn't want anybody else spearheading this intricate, all-encompassing rebuild. Not Ben Cherington. Not Dave Dombrowski. Not even Billy Beane. Similarly, I don't believe Epstein or Hoyer would rather be anywhere else. Sure, they grew-up in New England rooting for the Red Sox, but that dream has already been attained. Twice.

Furthermore, the task at hand here in Chicago is The Ultimate for any baseball executive, especially those belonging to the new, suave, academic-minded demographic. In Yale frat houses and sabremetric dungeons, young men fantasize about being given free reign to blow-up and then entirely redesign every facet of a Major League Baseball franchise in their own ethos.

In essence, Theo and Jed are living out the dream we all share and, as the grand renovation inches ever closer to completion, one can visibly see the excitement in their countenance. The Cubs brain trust know they've judged this thing just right; they know things are working out more or less in accordance with the stated blueprint; they know this ball-playing machine, long in the making, will soon roll from the production line.

Theo and Jed just know, which is why I have every faith that we'll eventually get to where we want to be.

The Cubs' plan, to build through outstanding player development a sustainable roster of impact players who'll flourish into their prime years at the same time whilst providing greater financial flexibility with which to acquire the accent pieces required to win championships, has been attempted by other teams in the past, but never with such discipline, sincerity or meaning.

We may disagree on whether this road is the only one leading to glory for the Cubs, but, to the extent that it'll deliver an opportunity for enduring success, Theo and Jed's plan is eminently the most prudent. I believe it'll result in them pouring champagne over one another on the Wrigley diamond one day, celebrating as the architects who finally found the winning formula.

Thus, we must give credit to Tom Ricketts, the oft-beleaguered Cubs owner. Rather suspiciously, Ricketts is regularly accused of parsimony, with his team's present insouciance towards big league baseball labelled as “one-dimensional” or “small market.” However, upon assuming control of the team, he realised that the only sustainable way to achieve the type of success we all crave was to undertake a full-scale operation.

Accordingly, he went out and acquired the services of the only group of men possessing the perception, authority and vitality to plot its dimensions and execute its reality. Right now, we could be suffering through a “dual” Major League-Minor League rebuild, the like of which Ruben Amaro Jr seems so fond. We could be enduring Sandy Alderson's specialist brand of organisational purgatory, not knowing exactly what to expect from one day to the next.

We could be shooting recklessly for the moon from a thin ledge of quicksand, accompanied by Brian Cashman in all his greedy glory.

Comparatively, the Cubs have a concise strategy, a sleek enforcement team, and, increasingly, a rock-solid foundation on which to build a dynasty. In these remaining months of irritation, these waning weeks of woe, try to stay calm as you watch Edwin Jackson's ERA soar to eye-watering proportions and Junior Lake fish fruitlessly for wicked backdoor breaking balls.

Let the thoughts, indeed the optimism, on this page be a salve. Rest assured, the Chicago Cubs could not possibly be in safer hands.


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  • I also take it from your spelling that you are either British or Canadian*, and hence you will have the cricket and association football reviews soon.

    Genius will be shown only when AC0 is.

    *I worked for a company that was Canadian and headed by a Lord that spelled its name that way, but they soon changed the name, and then changed the name, and then..... Maybe this company could do the same after 105 years of futility, since it has "branding issues." That might be helping Le Expos.

  • As is often the case when I read the blogs before the comics, Fred Basset is already on the case.

  • It's a solid plan. Takes time of course. Last time we tried it was under Dallas Green, but he didn't have ownership support and it was very short lived. But if Theo and team pull it off and win a World Series, Theo will be headed for the Hall of Fame, and the other two will move onto GM positions.

  • In reply to SkitSketchJeff:

    No question.

  • I couldn't agree more.

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