I wouldn't make a good baseball general manager
For one thing, I'm too sentimental.
In the perfect baseball world, Tom Glavine would collect Cy Young Awards every year and have so many World Series rings he would run out of fingers to put them on.
He would pitch until he was 50, still rack up victories like he did when he was 30, and he would never get cut.
But the same thing happened to Tom Glavine that happens to all great athletes. Father Time caught up with him.
Hall of Fame pitcher Bob Gibson lost something off his fast ball, Hank Aaron stopped belting home runs, and Rickey Henderson lost a step or two on his way to middle age.
Wednesday afternoon when it was announced the Braves had released Glavine, I was flooded with a gambit of emotion. Anger and shock were the best ways to describe how I felt.
I couldn't believe the Braves were doing this, and my first thoughts were what is general manager Frank Wren thinking?
You don't release Tom Glavine. You send Jordan Schaffer back to the minors, when he's slumping, sure.
Then it dawned on me, Frank Wren knows 1,000 times more about the business side of baseball then I ever will.
Wren can't afford to be sentimental. He won't last long by being that way.
Frank Wren's job is to make sure the Braves assemble the best baseball players they can, so they can get back to the World Series.
Sure, it would have been nice if Tom Glavine and the Braves parted ways on the two-time Cy Young Award winner's own terms.
Glavine gave it his all, and in the minds of most fans, his rehab was going well. He was about to return to the team and again join the starting rotation.
Wren and the Atlanta Braves powers that make those some times unpopular decisions disagreed.
Glavine was given the chance to retire, and he declined. Those who have followed his every pitch can understand why he did that. He is a great competitor, who still believes he has enough wins left in his left-hand to help some team get to the World Series.
I hope he's right.
I have always been a Tom Glavine fan. When he left Atlanta the first time and joined the rival New York Mets, I understood. I was disappointed, but it was obvious Tom Glavine was doing what Tom Glavine had to do.
When Glavine came back to the Braves I was excited. It took me back to a better time to be a fan. Like 1995 when Glavine was named the World Series MVP after he helped lead his team to a victory over the Cleveland Indians.
But it's not 1995 and there was no way a 43-year-old pitcher was going to be the answer to the Braves' pitching woes.
Glavine will always be a hero to this city. What he and is wife Chris do for charities can't be replaced.
Some time down the road, the Braves need to honor this man with a huge celebration for what he has done for the franchise. His jersey should be retired, and I am all for a statue out side of Turner Field. He's a first-ballot Hall of Famer who deserves more than a pat on the back.
He was the face of the Atlanta Braves, and he gave us all so many happy memories.
But like all good things, it had to come to and end.
Let's remember the good times he gave to all Braves fans, and lets' move on.
(Doug Gorman is sports editor of the Daily. He can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org)