By Mark S. McDonald
Interesting to note that the Texas Rangers may get a new stadium in Arlington with a retractable roof. For those of you in Notrees, you translate this to air conditioning, spelled A/C.
With or without A/C, the No. 1 thing we fans never want to hear come from the mouth from a pro athlete?
No whining about the Texas heat.
Fact: It gets hot in Texas. Fact 2: It stays hot in Texas until nearly Thanksgiving. Fact 3: It has been hot in Texas since long before you whiney weasel and I got here, so make peace with it. Fact 4: Even if it’s 100 degrees at 8 o’clock at night – which it soon will be – you’re a pro, getting paid like an oil sheik’s ransom to perform. Strap in for the ride, cowboy.
Even worse, a pro athlete can never, never be wealthy and (three times) never, never, never blame the Texas heat for lousy performance. This time last year, Dodgers pitcher Brett Anderson did all three.
“No clue why you would ever want to pitch for the Rangers,” he tweeted. “The climate is awful.”
It is no small coincidence that Anderson, in previous outings for A’s, had a 0-3 record with a fattish 7.23 ERA in six games at Arlington. Strange that Anderson, who has since deleted the tweet, would complain.
He was born in Midland, Texas, when his father, Frank, was head baseball coach at Howard College in nearby Big Spring. Growing up, Brett Anderson followed the family to stops in Lubbock and Austin, where papa Frank was assistant coach at Texas Tech, then at Texas. Those cities are not exactly the Swiss Alps.
By the time Brett Anderson reached high school age, his father was head coach at Oklahoma State. At Stillwater High, Anderson was merely devastating, striking out 102 in 57 1/3rd innings his senior. Even more remarkable, he issued only nine walks. But we’re talking central Oklahoma where summers can never be confused with Aspen.
Major League Soccer annual minimum salary is $60k. On the PGA Tour, there is no minimum. You get paid only what you earn from tournament purses, week to week to week. This year, in a game where the league minimum is $507,500, Brett Anderson is making $15.8 million. Or, in season, nearly $3 million a month.
Brett, 28 and already wealthy, is in his eighth big league season. With 10 years of service, he’s in line at age 62 to receive $200k a year, over and above what his investment portfolio generates.
Meantime, papa Frank Anderson, who got fired at Oklahoma State in 2012, was hired as the pitching coach at University of Houston. Insiders tell me, the Cougars have no plans for a retractable roof on their Sweat City home yard, Darryl & Lori Schroeder Park.
In a town where A/C and strong deodorant are standard-issue, you think dutiful son Brett will ever drop by to visit the folks? Just wondering.