Death will eventually come to us all, but when I go, I hope it’s in my 90s with a couple of billion bucks in the bank.
I’ve read a few Carl Pohlad retrospectives since yesterday afternoon. Some had nice things to say about his ownership of the Twins, some not so nice. The way I see it, with very rare exceptions, no man is truly good or bad, so as is almost always the case, there’s much to fill each side of the ledger when it comes to Pohlad. On the one hand, his stewardship of the Twins coincided with a couple of world titles. Yes, there was an eight year lull from 1993 through 2000 in which Minnesota was awful, but since then they’ve been very competitive. As things stand now, the Twins are a solid organization poised to compete again this year, and to move into a nice new home next season.
On the other hand, Pohlad first tried to sell the twins off to North Carolina interests, then contract them after years of pocketing revenue sharing money and not spending all that much on talent (that eight year lull came from somewhere). Oh, and that stadium? Paid for by the good people of Minnesota, despite the fact that no matter what the death certificate says, there’s a decent chance Pohlad died of krugerrand poisoning.
So yeah, kind of a mixed bag. As we all are.
If you’re looking for something more expansive — and cutting — check out this remembrance in the Pioneer Press.