This world is a crazy place. Mark Cuban and Peter Angelos are basically the same guy. With just a few exceptions, they are essentially indistinguishable gentlemen. Yet, Cuban is considered a star while Angelos is considered a slug. Strange thing.
Perhaps it's the exceptions I referenced above. Cuban is young and brimming with vivaciousness, whereas Angelos is, depending on your viewpoint, either 77 going on 120 or surprisingly young for 150. Cuban is everywhere; Angelos is reclusive (though maybe it's better that way for humanity). Cuban treats his coach like a king; Angelos makes his employees kiss his feet, unless those employees are Huey and Looey, his bumbling sons, who must merely draw Peter's bath. Cuban's team wins, and Angelos's team has persistently lost for nearly a decade now. Whereas Cuban boasts his triumphs with the ladies, Angelos is . . . well, let's not think about that, shall we?
I guess the differences add up.
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---Sporting News, Monday, August 16, 1993.
Lucchino resigned last week after Angelos brought in his bean counters to oversee front office matters, thus making Lucchino's role untenable. In the process, the Orioles' competent front office and stadium staff, one of the most competent and loyal such groups in all of sports, must again labor in the same uncertain atmosphere that marred the strange reign of [Eli] Jacobs.
The Orioles employees hardly deserve such treatment. And neither do Orioles fans, who must again wonder what on earth is going on with their favorite team.
---Sporting News, Monday, November 8, 1993.