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The announcement that Major League Baseball is taking over the Dodgers brings with it two equally strong reactions from most Giants fans:

REACTION 1: Dodgers Suck
REACTION 2:  Oh crap.  They might not suck forever now.

Yes, Baseball took a look around the landscape and saw the Florida Marlins playing in front of 800 retirees, the Pirates preparing for 19 consecutive losing seasons, the Royals continuing to build an awesome farm system while making historically bad major league transactions, the A's playing in front of 5,000 people, and the Mets paying tens of millions of dollars to old, injured people, and they said, essentially: "looks good!"

And then they saw the Dodgers.

My problem with this move is that it basically sends the message that some franchises are worth more to Major League Baseball than others.  That the Pirates will never be saved from ruin because they are the Pirates but the Dodgers will never be left to rot because they are the Dodgers.  And yes, of course, some franchises are more important than others.  If you don't believe that, then ask yourself which would be better for baseball:  New York falling into the ocean or Tampa Bay falling into the Gulf of Mexico.  It's not even close.  But just because that's true doesn't mean we can act like it!  Some people are better looking than others, but we don't go around saying that out loud!  C'mon, Selig!  Have some tact!

My friend asserts that the Pirates are a different story because they've been owned by different owners during the 18 years.  In other words, after being run into the ground, the owners sell it to somebody else who promptly runs it into the ground.  And Baseball watches this and approves.

But we Giants fans know the truth.  We know that this exercise will ultimately be fruitless.  Listen, Bud Selig.  The Dodgers just suck.  It's just the way it is.  But if you want to make them as great as you've made the Brewers all these years, we're not going to stand in your way.

In fact, don't mind us at all.  We'll be over here, admiring our rings, and trying to remember which of our outfielders are injured.