These are strange days.
I lived in Los Angeles from 1997-2009. Fox owned the Dodgers and Disney owned the Angels when I got there. Mike Piazza was traded and a storm of bad GM’s and awful owners seemed to doom the original west coast franchise. And the Angels…
The Angels won it all in ’02 to everyone’s genuine surprise. They had almost no name recognition outside their manager, and Mike Scioscia was hardly a big name north of Los Angeles at the time. The biggest knock on them after their championship was that they never made a move. They never traded a prospect or made a play for a big free agent. At the end of every off season, my Angel loving friends would whimper things like, “Maybe Howie Kendrick will win the batting title this season.”
Since I’ve left the ghost of George Steinbrenner circa 1977 has possessed Angels’ owner Arte Moreno. Wilson and Pujols in 2011, and Josh Hamilton in 2012, have transformed Anaheim into what the Bronx once was, a Mecca for aging free agents who want contracts that will undoubtedly exceed their production.