If you want to do yourself a favor, take some time and delve into the mind of Milton Bradley today. I read everything Bradley had to say to Oakland Tribune columnist Carl Steward, and the first word that popped into my head? Clown.
But just to give Milton a little benefit of the doubt, I asked a few of his former teammates if they had seen what he had said. The conversations were casual and not on the record, so I can’t tell you specifically what they said. I can sum up the general feeling in one word, however: Clown.
Look, Bradley is a complex guy. Always has been, always will be. But that doesn’t mean we have to believe everything he says. All I can say is that from what I can tell — and I’m certainly not around this team as often as I once was — and from what I’ve been told by people in the organization I trust, the atmosphere in the clubhouse is not all that different. Members of the organization always have been wary of Beane’s influence, but there’s still room for independent thinking. And if you don’t believe so, then why would Beane have ever brought Bradley on board in the first place.
Bottom line, there’s a reason Bradley has worn out his welcome at every place he’s ever been, and why he’ll likely be ripping Padres CEO Sandy Alderson to shreds at an undetermined future date.
By the way, Bradley hurt himself again last night (Thought bubble inside Beane’s head: Good riddance).