There has been a lot of emotion recently surrounding Carl Crawford’s move to the Red Sox. During his introductory press conference with the Red Sox (and apparently Dunkin Donuts) he told the world that his heart was in Boston and he never mentioned the team that helped make him a hundred kazillionaire.
And then after being called out by one local beat writer, Crawford finally took out a half-page ad in a local paper that some fans felt didn’t come with much sincerity.
It is as if Crawford has moved on and wants to put his Tampa Bay Rays days behind him. And as much as that stings, we understand it.
Crawford was born to be a superstar in this sport. And that is something the Tampa Bay Rays could never give to Crawford.
Tampa and St. Pete are like the comedy clubs that Jerry Seinfeld performed at when he was younger. Sure they gave him his shot and made him quasi-famous with his appearances on the Tonight Show, but they had to know that Seinfeld was destined for greater things.
Sure Crawford appeared in three All-Star games, was voted the starter once and even won an All-Star MVP award. And despite being maybe the most exciting player in baseball, Crawford still didn’t have the national appeal of players like Alex Rodriguez or Albert Pujols.
It sucks that Crawford is gone. It sucks that he has taken his talents to the hated Red Sox. And it sucks even more that he is quick to forget his days in a Rays uniform. And when the Hall of Fame comes calling 15 years from now, it sucks that Crawford will be wearing a Red Sox cap, and his days in St. Pete will be nothing more than a footnote.
But CC deserves his shot at super-duper-stardom, and now he has it. And as much as the entire situation hurts Rays fans, Crawford is in a place that is better for him.