When I decided to try and predict the outcome of the upcoming MLB season using payroll trends and math, I wasn’t actually trying to make a completely accurate prognostication. I seriously doubt the Yankees will win 96 games, though I wouldn’t be entirely suprised if they did. I mean, they are the Yankees. No, the larger point of this whole exercise is to further demonstrate the silliness that is the economic model of Major League Baseball.
Not that it needed further discussion, really. Anybody who has a passing knowledge of the game know how screwed up it is. But then we also know how every Quentin Tarantino movie is going to turn out:
Everyone is going to fucking die. Horribly.
Except for one person. One person will somehow survive, covered in bits and pieces of everyone else. And they will have a look about them that suggests they aren’t really all that upset about it.
And you can pretty much say the same thing about the upcoming baseball season. We know how it’s going to end, and just like a Tarantino movie, we can’t help but watch.