Careers in personnel departments are taxing, flawed and unapologetic. I know this in part by my five years employing fry cooks gone bad and my decades long work playing God for various sports franchises. Do not take it for granted, that I might have lessons to spare.
Athletic personnel are tricky, fickle and reactionary - akin to a star pastry chef on a crack bender n talented, needy and irreplaceable. I know these difficulties in management due to a common school of learning, the one who 'wrote the book' regarding the subject. Belicheck you study for x and o logic, quick switch personnel changes and general coaching.
And for roster, cost efficiency, and management? Why that would be John Madden football of course. Both Bill Polian and Ron Wolfe respectively are mere carpetbaggers to this deeply retooled think tank.
The last decade I spent immersed in this near-constant seminar was taxing, at least. Not without merit, however. The art of buying low early is not foreign now, as is the careful act of disregarding scouts and drafting purely, 'by the gut'.
And yet, my studies left the final lesson during prime off-season activities, fortuitous to to the 'enth degree. Here it is, a lesson learned by different means earlier in life. The memoirs of a commis gone bad, you might say. Never fear the nickel sack. In fact, it may suprise you.
As to educate the uniformed or non-compliant, a nickel sack is five dollar purchase in the form of smokable product without a discerning weight or metric. It can be anything from shake and stems to a half dub for the honor. Depends on the market conditions, seller-buyer interface, competition, etc.
As applied to sports management, this are the Kavell Connor and Brandon Ghee of the world. Here's looking at you Nickel Bags! Hopefully it's not mek.
Good morrow to all.