Another Chance

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Trevor Bauer is a former major league pitcher who doesn’t have a contract to pitch anywhere.

In fact, his last contract - which was humongous - was voided by the Dodgers because of some truly ugly, awful, horrific accusations by a woman who claimed he beat her.

More accusations surfaced by more women.

MLB investigated. 

The court cases dragged out and eventually there were resolutions of sorts. Bauer was suspended from the sport - longest suspension ever - for such a charge. His contract was terminated and last year he pitched overseas.

A whole bunch of people are now taking up the cause to get him back to the league.

Bauer let all 30 teams know that he’d pitch for the league minimum.

So far, despite the fact that no team has enough pitching, there haven’t been any takers.

I have no stomach for the people who are campaigning for Bauer.

The Yankees could certainly use a starter and Bauer was definitely a better than good one…

…but I don’t want to root for him to do well.

Now, some might say that the Yankees have had some questionable characters on their teams.

They kicked Domingo German to the curb last year. They signed Aroldis Chapman and he had his own trouble.

Yet I also read up on those cases (as well as Bauer’s trouble) and the cases are vastly different. Police reports are available.

While none of the men mentioned did anything to be proud of, the accusations against Bauer were simply horrific.

I won’t get into any specifics - read it yourself - but I completely understand why he’s being blackballed.

Bauer’s camp is quick to explain that he’s not in prison. There was a settlement, and non-disclosure agreements. You hear things like:

“He was exonerated!”

Or

“She was a gold digger.”

But the proof is in the pudding, folks.

He is being blackballed…

…and those 30 general managers certainly want a starting pitcher…

…but they have all the information and they know…

…signing Bauer would be a public relations disaster.

When Brian Cashman suspended Domingo German he was asked about how he felt having to make such a decision and he said:

“He made the decision.”

Bauer isn’t in the league anymore.

That’s not the fault of any of the general managers or any of the fans who don’t want them near their favorite team’s mound…

…he made the decision.

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