While I had considered doing a piece on United States' first brush with becoming a superpower in the wake of the Civil War, I seem to have been overtaken by events. And, unlike the late, lamented Ozzie Guillen, the Civil War isn't going anywhere.
Alas poor Ozzie, I knew him well. Love him for winning the World Series or hate him for not having a filter between brain and mouth, Ozzie Guillen was never boring. He finally talked his way out of town and is on his way to Miami to be the manager for the Marlins in exchange for a couple of prospects from the Marlins' system.
While I personally love the guy and wish he'd have stuck around, this was probably the best time to cut him loose. How often can you fire your manager and get another team to pay the last year of his contract and give you players for him? The Marlins need a face of the franchise with their new stadium opening up, and Ozzie is both famous and has a history with the Marlins since he was a coach on their '03 World Series winning team.
So it makes sense on both sides, but damn, baseball just got a lot less interesting here in Chicago all the same. Here's hoping Guillen meets with success with Florida and the stars align to bring him back to the Sox in a few years.
Godspeed, you crazy bastard!
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