You're mother****ing right, **** Tommy LaSorda.
I get the "Fletch" reference (my favorite part of any movie I've ever seen).
Went to a Royals game a few years ago with a friend, and got there early to seek autographs. Out of a cab steps Tommy LaSorda (it was an Oakland/Kansas City Athletics tribute day or something, and Tommy thought he was a ballplayer once).
A group of about six guys walk up and ask politely for an autograph. He SCREAMS at us, "NO! I ONLY SIGN FOR KIDS!!!" My friend, trying to break the awkward tension, pipes up, " I was a kid once." But Tommy replies, "I DON'T CARE!!"
I can guaran-****ing-tee you that if cameras were around, that fat-ass, ****-sucking piece of **** would probably have hugged us all with smiles everywhere. But off camera, he is the biggest piece of **** who ever lived.
The biggest phony in pro sports, and the most overrated manager in baseball history (that Dodgers team of the 1970s should have won several world titles). No. 1 most hated sports personality of all time, and it isn't even close. He could have spent five seconds scribbling his name on a card and changed my view of him. Instead, he solidified it.
I hope he gets his fat ass stuck in the gates of hell and has to have help getting pushed through.