He’s already a scout and always in the war room.
Not sure if anyone can trust a quote from either Jerry or Stephen Jones on the topic of general manager. Whatever either man says on the subject will only hold relevance if they follow through with an atypical action.In the distant past, I remember reading Stephen saying that he would favor hiring a GM if and when he takes over for Jerry one day. I'm hoping, by all that's holy, that he'll keep his word about that. Whether it's Stephen or Shy, Jr., let's hope that promise eventually lives on to be dutifully granted.
Could see it going like the end of the TV show Succession. Family waste time with ego battles and infighting, trying to decide who will do what (despite their dad’s instructions), and in the meantime a hostile buyer comes in and makes the decision for them.
I foresee that science will turn Jerry into a cyborg which will enable him to charge up every 48 hours using his dual capacity home electric vehicle charging station with an adapter cord that rectally plugs in. They don't call me Nostrildamus for nothing!
His sustinance will be a rudimentary paste consisting of Gerbers strained Peach and Johnny Walker Blue.
As I described the situation, it happened several decades ago, so whether or not those words will ever come to fruition, it certainly remains to be seen. If a GM outside of the Jones family will ever be allowed to make team decisions, there's plenty of room for doubt. I'm hoping it happens at some point in the future, although I really wouldn't bet on it -- it'd surely be a blessing if it did, though!
I think it’s likely that there will still be a Jones family owner, and quite possibly a GM after most posters here are in the groundAs I described the situation, it happened several decades ago, so whether or not those words will ever come to fruition, it certainly remains to be seen. If a GM outside of the Jones family will ever be allowed to make team decisions, there's plenty of room for doubt. I'm hoping it happens at some point in the future, although I surely wouldn't bet on it. It'd certainly be a blessing if it did, though!
Perhaps it's nothing more than wishful thinking on my part . . .
Good question -- I suspect it's a convoluted nickname for Spaulding.
Who says money cant buy you happiness? At the very least, rent it for a while.
She merely needs to squeeze out a few puppies, put up with him for a few years and then divorce.
