I am reminded of the Russian Cosmonaut, in the movie Armageddon, when everyone is drawing straws to see who has to stay on the asteroid to detonate the explosives. After everyone draws, he looks around, and then looks back to his own straw and utters, “Is this good or bad?” Much can be said about our beloved club at the moment which is now engulfed in a boardroom war to decide its fate.
I should have seen this coming and am a little annoyed that I did not stick with my gut. I thought before that it was a little odd that a film package was thrown together so quickly. Now, we can see why. You would be hard pressed to prove it, but I would not be surprised if the Dear Mr. Hicks film was not commissioned by John W. Henry in an effort to galvanize the fans against the current owners.1
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