Robin Ventura - Managerial Final Exam
At an ungodly early morning hour, Robin Ventura sat alone in an unlit room.  The darkness was impenetrable, but from what he could discern, the cold chair he was seated in was the cheap, flimsy plastic-type normally reserved for hot, drunken backyard barbecue parties.  There was a crack in the base of it that stirred... Read more »