Days of War 2011 Expansion

[PiratesWalker]

Bud Selig was relaxing in his richly furnished office. Most fans believe that the luxury tax money goes to the poorer teams, but they're wrong the money goes straight to Selig's fat wallet. Selig smiled and drank his Colombian coffee and thought peacefully "Everything was peachy". Until the shots were fired and the coffee spilled.

[PiratesWalker]

Hello,

I am been reading dynasties for a while on this forum and decided to join the fun. This dynasty focuses on the new expanison teams joining the league. I will not be managing any team, but watching from the background.

Bud Selig has decided to push expansion to destroy the NFL. Of course there are outside forces who own interests may be injured by Selig's sudden move.

House Rules

1. I reserved all right on bashing the Phillies and Yankees. Anyone else can take the other teams except the Pirates

all kidding aside.

2. If a team is failing, bad attendance, massive debt etc. I will take control of the team for the duration of the troubled period for the team.

3. Finally, I plan to write a good dynasty. Comments are welcome and desired.

[PiratesWalker]

Bud Selig swiftly ducked behind his comfy armchair. "What the heck?' he yelled nervously. Luckily, for him only the coffee mug has been shot full of holes.

"Sir, are you all right?" asked his bodyguard.

"Of course, other than being shot at". replied Selig darkly

The bodyguard dashed outside to find clues of the mysterious shooter. Alarms ringing consistently annoyed Selig. He ordered more coffee and wondered why expansion caused all this trouble.

[birdsin89]

Any dynasty that starts with shots being fired at Bud Selig gets my attention and support...

[sirotka33]

I'm concerned with him nonchalantly ordering more coffee after an assassination attempt. It is Bud Selig, however. He's been a cyborg for quite some time.

[PiratesWalker]

birdsin89 Thanks, Who wouldn't want to shoot ole Bud.
sirotka33 Yeah,that way he will never die. He's a robot.

December 20, 2010

The owners of the MLB teams stumbled into the meeting room at the Ritz in Orlando. Half were drunk and the other half were sober to a point. All were wondering the reason for the sudden meeting.

"Bud got a new toy to show off". grumbled the Phillies owner
"He's hoping for a cash gift to his Brewers". joked the Red Sox owner who was dead drunk.

"What ever at least Steinbrenner dead". laughed the Rays owner with a evil grin plastered on his face.

Most baseball fans were most likely be disgusted with the appearance the owners had on. Drunk and a few needing a shave or two judging from the beard of the Rockies owner. Yet some men controlled whatever the Players Union did not.
Selig sat in his private room, thinking how his talents were wasted on the simpleton owners. He walked into the room confident and ready for the bombshell to be dropped, by him of course.

"Attention". he demanded loudly. Immediately all talking ceased.
"I have grand news to announce". Bud said grandly "Major League Baseball will expand to 32 teams in 2011".

The room was deathly slient as the drunkards struggled to find their breath. Expand without a vote. Expand where. These were some of the thoughts racing through the shocked moguls' minds.

"Yes" Selig repeated "We will expand to counter the number of teams the NFL has in playing competition.
"With all due respect, sir" said the Diamondbacks owner "Expand to what cities."
"Portland's too wet". yelped the Rangers owner "Bad enough, Seattle in the league".
"Rain's better than roasting in the oven called Texas". responded the Mariners owner.
"Las Vegas has gamblers and showgirls''. objected the Indians owner.
"Charlotte's no good all the Southern food will make the players fat''. said the A's owner
"The Braves are doing fine". said the Braves owner.
"Norfolk is a joke". said the Baltimore who feared the competition.

Selig grinned at the yelling owners who resembled 1st graders in their arguments. Insults and bad jokes flying like bullets at ...him. Better perish than allegory.

"Attention". Selig yelled "To put an end to all fruitless speculation "The expansion will take place in Indianapolis and New Orleans''.

[PiratesWalker]

Selig expected cheers in response in his historical ground-breaking announcement (mostly to fuel his ego). Instead he received silent and questioning glances from the owners. Angry, at the snubbing he asked “Well, does anyone or anybody have something to say?”

The Angels owner asked hesitantly “Are you sure expansion is vital to the baseball’s health?”

“Of course” snapped Selig “More teams equal more profit.” He eyed the few owners rubbing their greedy minds to compound the profit. “Mention money and they all fall in line.” Selig thought triumphantly

“Besides” continued Selig “By placing teams in Indianapolis and New Orleans, baseball directly launches a devastating attack on the NFL.”

“How is that.” asked the Mets owner with a frown

“Simple” replied Selig “The new franchises will draw away customers and monetary attention away from two of the most currently successful NFL teams, the Colts and Aints err Saints.”

The owners cheered that piece of news heartily. Few of the owners liked the NFL. Baseball owners saw themselves as the premier sports owners, the first, the kings, the pharaohs, Chinese emperors, the American generals of owners of sporting teams. “The old guard” as a one particularly pompous owner put in. To deal the NFL, a blow such as this during the possible labor situation delighted the most ambitious Napoleons of the owners club.

“What division will the new clubs compete in?’’ asked the Marlins owner

“That will be decided in the coming month.” Selig said “Clubs may be moved from league to league.”

That statement set off murmurs of discontent. This expansion was all fine and dandy, but moving clubs from league to league, perish the thought! The National League owners prided themselves on owning clubs in the “old league or the proper league” not the “upstart league”. Even the Diamondbacks and Marlins owners’ minds contained the same thoughts of “we are the premier, the first and the best”, easily forgetting the National Association’s presence.

On the other side of home plate, American League believed their league was the Americans colonists to the National League’s British redcoat’s role. Had not the American League broke in against all odds and defeated the NL and forced peace on the Americans’ terms, thus the Americans forget the NL had no efficient president or action to set up a defense against the new league..
Selig was quick to cut off any disagreements, “I suggest we discontinue the discussion and pick up tomorrow at ten o’clock sharp.” He then turned and left the owners to argue all night.

[PiratesWalker]

December 21, 2010

The subdued owners filed back into the conference room. Some desperately needing a meeting with Mr. Razor, others needed coffee to wash away the affects of the devil’s drink, and some were fine, the rare owners who followed Franklin’s motto of early to bed. Selig enjoyed the owners’ discomfort. His eyes settled on the new Yankees owner, a Carl Tinnon. Tinnon made his fortune in the oil business, after a hostile corporate takeover of the Russian oil company of Lukoil. Tinnon freed the oil company Getty and changed Lukoil stations in America to Patriot stations. Tinnon was considered one of the richest men in the world, and to prove his wealth, he purchased the Yankees after the Steinbrenner’s mysterious deaths. The last, Selig heard of Hank Steinbrenner, he was golfing in the Florida sun. The next day gone, like Enoch in the Old Testament, as if God himself swept away Hank.

Honestly, Selig didn’t miss Hank at all. He despised the Yankees as any small-market team owner is bred to do and was secretly glad of his annihilation into the ether. Selig surveyed the owners with a quick glance; all were still shocked by the announcement except for one owner, his name Carl Tinnon. For some reason, and Selig couldn’t fathom why, Tinnon’s face contained no surprise, no shock, no..fear.

Selig shook off his feeling of uneasiness and announced “This order of Major League Ball clubs has come to order”. Baseball teams were called clubs, rarely ever called teams or franchises. No one knows why.

Selig continued “First order of business is the issue of expansion, as Commissioner, I call for an immediate vote on the matter”. All heads nodded in agreement. “We will start the voting process with the American League clubs”. Selig informed the owners.

The Baltimore owner stood up and said “Yes to expansion”.

Boston’s owner replied “At the moment it is not necessary for expansion, no”.

Carl Tinnon of the Yankees said “To be a monopoly, you must be the biggest business in town, baseball must and shall be bigger than the NFL, MBA, and the NHL, so yes is my vote”.

Tampa Bay’s owner simply said “No”. and sat back down.

Toronto’s owner said “Yes” and finished the AL East voters.

Detroit’s owner disagreed by saying “Not necessary at the present time”.

Chicago White Sox agreed with Selig “Yes, expansion is needed”.

Cleveland’s owner also voted yes. He is a silent man.

Minnesota’s owner said “There is no need for players to be taken by an expansion draft, so no”.

Kansas City owner said “Yes, but it doesn’t matter, I plan to rule in Kansas City anyhow.”

With the AL Central done, the vote stood at 6-4 in favor of expansion. Selig began to breathe easier. All he needed was a majority and expansion was a go and the promises he made to the cities and potential owners would stand. “Everything is going as planned”. Selig thought delightedly. Then he was tossed a curveball by the AL West owners.

Los Angeles Angels’ owner said quite frankly “No need”.

Oakland’s owner hated Selig and behaved in a manner that would make Charlie O Finely proud, grinned and muttered “No, way Buddy Boy”. Vote stood at 6-6

Seattle’s owner figured that an expansion would make his Mariners not be the worst team in the league certainly the fan called Will Thompson, from whom he had gotten many letters. So he said “Yes”.

Texas’ new owner grinned and with a Texas yell answered “Sorry, partner, but no beans”.

Selig’s face fell. The AL voted 7-7 The NL could easily defeat his idea. But luckily, he had an ace up his sleeve and slider in his mind.

[PiratesWalker]

After the AL vote, Selig turned to the National League owners for their votes on the expansion matter. Selig had a better working with the NL than with the AL.

Atlanta's owner stood and said "No". in a loud, clear voice. He didn't want New Orleans to possibility take any of his fan base.

Florida's owner desired to move anywhere except New Orleans and Indianapolis. He was thinking the new owners might vote for his possible vote if he voted for them. So his vote was yes.

New York's owner didn't care one bit. But he voted yes too.

Philadelphia's owner was relieved to not be trapped in the basement and wanted to see others teams trapped in his former predicament. He announced loudly “Yes”.

Washington’s owner mentioned the need for caution in the business of expansion and thus voted no. He has always been a very boring man.

Chicago’s owner did not wish to see Indianapolis steal his fans and said no with anger in his tone.

Cincinnati’s owner too was concerned about fans leaving for Indy and made a long speech how Selig’s move was to destroy the Reds. Most owners and the scribe fell asleep. After the long, tiring speech, Cincy voted no.

Houston’s owner lived to annoy his Central division counterparts and voted yes with a grin.

Milwaukee’s owner had purchased the team from Selig on a bargain in an agreement that he would back up all from Selig’s ideas. Thus, he voted yes.

Pittsburgh’s owner announced “Our AAA team is located in Indianapolis and our minor-league system will be displace by Selig’s sudden and unannounced move, as so Pittsburgh votes no”!

St. Louis’s owner desires to control the American Midwest and didn’t want an Indianapolis team disturbing his carefully laid plan. His vote was a no.

The NL stood 5-6 in the favor of shooting down expansion.

Arizona’s owner remembered the fight to have baseball in Arizona and felt for fans in the two waiting cities, he voted yes.

Colorado’s owner said “I firmly expansion will destroy the integrity of baseball at this present time, no is my answer”. Selig began to sweat, as defeat drew nearer and nearer.

Los Angeles’s owner agreed that expansion was necessary and voted yes.

San Diego’s owner also agreed with Los Angeles and voted yes.

It all came down to San Francisco’s owner, he could doom expansion or usher a new age of baseball into the history books. He drank a shot of whiskey and announced clearly “Yes!”.

The proposal passed 16-14 in favor of expansion.

[OldYankFan]

Good luck with your new dynasty!

[PiratesWalker]

OldYankFan Thank you. Keep the great work.

December 21, 2010 cont

Selig grinned as the results of the vote came in. His carefully laid plans were succeeding beyond his possible dreams. He ignored the closeness of the vote in his moment of victory. Hundreds of thousands of fans in New Orleans and Indianapolis were worship him as the messiah of baseball in their cities. The savior of the sandlot, the deity of the diamond, the god of the grounds, the list could on and on in his mind. The next move was to introduce the new owners of the expansion clubs.

Selig announced proudly “I’m pleased to introduce our new colleagues in the ownership of Major League Baseball, Michael MacBourn of New Orleans and Gerald Killin of Indianapolis.

MacBourn, a tall, muscular, brown-haired, man stood while smiling broadly and held his hands up in triumph clearly enjoying the attention, despite how limited. Killin, a short, squat, blonde-haired, man stood and acknowledged the polite applause the others owners bestowed on him. MacBourn made his fortune in the cotton business. He grew cotton on his extensive farms in various African and Asian countries. MacBourn, to expand his earnings, opened his own factories to supply the population’s needs around the world for cheap, high-quality clothing. He had a solid human-rights record, allowing him a favorable reputation with the Third Estate. MacBourn enjoyed baseball as a child, even while he struck out, he kept his happiness.

Killin owned the Hoosier gas station and convenience store chain in the state of Indiana. He founded the company with his own money and the company remained a privately-owned family company. He was very distrustful of outsiders mainly people from Illinois. Killin was a shrewd businessman knowing the name Hoosier would not succeed outside the state limits of Indiana, he created a sister brands called Ivy and White to appeal to Illinois residents who were baseball fans. Killin grew up reading how Indianapolis use to have a team in the National League in the late 1800’s and dreamed of bringing baseball back to the Hoosier City. His family consists of Indianapolis millionaires, who disapproved from his Edward IV move in marrying his Elizabeth Wydville, a poor farm girl from the Indiana prairies. He was cut off entirely by his father from his inheritance and in return after his father called his wife “a dirt slut”. Killin even to this day refused to re-establish relations with his father.
After, an awkward pause, Selig asked the new owners to say a few words or present possible nicknames for the new clubs. “Customary for new owners to address the other owners” explained Selig.

Killin arose first and surveyed the crowd of moguls with an indifferent, suspicious look. “Gentlemen, I’m proud to be part of this exclusive club of owners in baseball” he said nervously. “Also the club’s name will be the Hoosiers” he finished. The owners exchanged stares. What kind of guy is this? It would be best to watch him carefully. Selig’s face was filled with disappointment that was not a good first appearance and Hoosiers, so original.

MacBourn stood up and cleared his voice. “Fellow comrades, the opportunity to share drinks with you is almost more of a pleasure than owning the team” he chuckled. “I promise you, you will rue the day you let me in the league, 30 pennants in 30 years” he joked. “Yes sir, The Crescent City will soon enjoy its best victory since Old Hickory sent the British running to the Gulf of Mexico” sang MacBourn. He started singing the Battle of New Orleans by Jimmy Driftwood.

Then, he encouraged the others owners to along. To the shock of Selig, some owners actually tore off the robes of dignity and sang along joyfully. When the song finally ended, MacBourn announced “The club’s name is the Cotton”. “Cotton was the king crop of the South and the USA for that matter, heck even Northern factories relied on it, thus my team will be the king of Major League Baseball and the health of league might even rely on it”.

[PiratesWalker]

Selig grinned at the newspapers. The sportswriters were praising him for the expansion of the MLB to 32 teams. One sportswriter called him “the arbiter of equality” for equaling the franchises the NFL controlled. Selig wasn’t a pompous man; he was an extremely pompous man.

“Gregory” he called. Gregory was his hunchback assistant. For his cruel enjoyment, he had Gregory ring the bells every morning.

“Yes sir” answered Gregory.

“Bring me a cup of coffee and a donut, wait make it two donuts” Selig licked his lips.

“Dunkin Donuts or Krispy Kreme”

“Dunkin Donuts’’ answered the all-powerful (in his mind) commissioner

At the donut shop

Gregory walked into the shop. The shop was decorated like every other Dunkin Donuts store. The rows of donuts smelled great to the little guy’s little nose.

“The usual?” asked the cashier.

“Yeah” Gregory replied

Selig liked chocolate donuts and chocolate coffee. Gregory always ordered himself some donuts on the MLB’s payroll, thus he was a fat dwarf.