America’s favorite washed up football player-turned-weekend baseball enthusiast keeps getting trotted out by the New York Mets, a team which never met a bad idea it didn’t like. Not only did Mets brass keep bringing Tebow out to play to the consternation of Metropolitan fans and amusement of his would-be teammates and manager, but now word comes that even after his awful debut during Spring Training Tebow will be headed to Class A ball.
Timmy’s about to fall down the well, and Lassie won’t be able to save him this time.
Tebow is 29, and he will be playing with kids. No, for real, actual kids. Class A is generally where you find 17, 18, 19 year old young men who are getting their feet wet in professional ranks. The building blocks to a long, successful career, not a vanity trip for a old has-been quarterback who looks like a proto-Dan Uggla with even less power.
David Wright, who has trouble finding bad things to say about anyone, much less a fellow nice guy like Timmy, might have said that he admired Tebow going out there and trying, but I guarantee you that if Tim even sniffs the New York dugout during the regular season even Davey will complain.
Because Tim Tebow has no business doing this.
I am the last person to shit on a person’s dreams, as mine get dumped on regularly, but there is also a point that one has to stop, re-evaluate their life, and realize it’s just not happening. Ever. I had that epiphany a few months ago myself; and while it’s very hard and very painful to give up on your dreams, you aren’t doing yourself any favors by living a lie.
Tim Tebow might earnestly believe he’s supposed to do this. But he also earnestly believed he had to continue to be a quarterback, and look where that got him. Here, on a Class A baseball team.