The Sox trotted out Bobby V at 5:30 yesterday afternoon for one of those goofy media auditions (be mindful that it infuriates the Patriots when the Sox grab attention on any NFL game day). Following in the footsteps of the immortal Pete Mackanin, Dale Sveum, Sandy Alomar Jr., Torey Lovullo, and Gene Lamont, Valentine met with the once-carnivorous Boston press corps after spending the day answering questions for the deep thinkers in the Sox baseball operations department.
It appears that Bobby V passed the audition with baseball ops. He certainly pleased the media. The only question that remains is … How did Valentine do with the soccer-lovin’, NASCAR-obsessed, sports-radio-listenin’, low-talkin’, absentee owner of the Red Sox? Hope Bobby V didn’t go all Sveum and spit tobacco juice into a Styrofoam cup during lunch.
Valentine has to get the job. There’s still a possibility the Sox could trade for John Farrell. Lamont is coming to town today for a second interview, and Lovullo is technically still in the mix. Sox general manager Ben Cherington has backed off his Thanksgiving deadline and it’s likely the Sox will name their new manager early next week, comfortably in advance of the annual baseball meetings.
But it’s got to be Valentine. Like Larry Lucchino, Bobby V knows he is the smartest guy in the room. He has managed more than 2,000 big league games, taken a team to the World Series, and been named manager of the year. He was an absolute god when he managed in Japan (think of Jerry Lewis in France), but he opted to leave the perfect, safe gig overseas so that he would have one more chance at the big leagues. This is that chance.
Valentine desperately wants this job. If we can quote Don Henley we can say that Bobby V would walk on his lips through busted glass to get to the corner office at Fenway Park.