Dean Lombardi: Hey Drew. Dean Lombardi here. Welcome to L.A. Home of the Stanley Cup Champion Kings. I just wanted to pass on some quick LA advice. If you're going to make moves to change things up, I'd suggest you bring in impact players. You knows, guy in your game that would be similar to Gaborik, Richards, Carter, etc and put your young guys to work. You might have some kids similar to Pearson, Toffoli, Martinez etc. Hey man. If they don't play, they can't learn at the highest level. (Pauses) Oh, One other thing. Fire your manager about three months in and bring in a guy the players will not only listen to but a guy they'll fucking fear! And make it a guy that knows the fucking game. And please never forget the most important thing. This is KINGS country. Good luck buddy. Shit. I almost forgot. I got your message. The answer is no. Assistant General Manager Rob Blake is not available for hire.
FARHAN: "Hey Andy. Still not really sure what my job entails. Does that idiot Byrnes work for me, or vice versa? Because I had that Ethier-for-Montero deal wrapped up before he chimed in and messed everything up. And what's the story with that Kapler clown? I mean if we're trying to lure Coppertone and GNC as corporate sponsors, I get it. Otherwise, not so sure why we'd want a spray tan/roid monkey in the front office. Oh yeah, sorry for the late notice but I'm going to have to pass on the Winter Meetings... there's a Star Trek marathon on the Sci-Fi channel and there's no way I'm missing that! Talk to you soon...[click]."
Ned: Hey Andrew. Ned here. I stood out in front of my house most of Sunday waiting for the car to pick me up. Did you guys even go down to San Diego? Give me a call buddy, I have some ideas I'd like to throw around if you still plan on heading down there.
REPORTER: "Hey Andy, are you guys going to do anything at the Winter Meetings?" FRIEDMAN: "We're trying to trade Kemp. Dee too. Wow, racist I guess." REPORTER: "Any truth to the rumors you guys are in on Lester." FRIEDMAN: "None whatsoever." REPORTER: "What about Scherzer or Shields?" FRIEDMAN: "Guys. We're a small market team. It's important that we think and act like one." REPORTER: "Um, I hate to break it to you, but Los Angeles is not a small market." FRIEDMAN: "Is to!" REPORTER: "No, it's not. Your owners have unlimited resources. Why are you being so cheap?" FRIEDMAN: "Because I can. Besides, this team is good enough to win it all next year!" REPORTER: "Shit, you're not even good enough to beat the Giants." FRIEDMAN: "lol, the Giants. Yeah, talk to me when they win a championship. Until then..." REPORTER: "But they... aw, never mind." FRIEDMAN: "Touché bkitch!!!" REPORTER: _
Hey Andrew. It's Ned. I think you gave the driver a bad address. I guess I'll see you on Monday. I hope things are going well there. Haven't heard much out here.
phone call... ZAIDI: "Andy, it's Farhan." FRIEDMAN: "Who?" ZAIDI: "Farhan... your General Manager?..." FRIEDMAN: "Oh, right, right. Hey I was going to call and congratulate you on all the great moves, but then I remembered... it was ME who made them all bkitch!!!" ZAIDI: "Speaking of which, why did you hire me if you're going to make all the GM moves?" FRIEDMAN: "Title 9." ZAIDI: "Title 9???" FRIEDMAN: "Yes, it says I have to hire Mexicans." ZAIDI: "First off title 9 is an education amendment, and second I'm Pakistani not Mexican!" FRIEDMAN: "Pakistani, Mexican, whatever. All I know is you're not white and that's why I had to hire you." ZAIDI: "Wait, are you fucken kidding me?!!!" FRIEDMAN: "No." ZAIDI: "I can't fucken believe it!" FRIEDMAN: "Hey, if it makes you feel any better, I didn't want to hire you. But Stan made me." ZAIDI: "Stan?!!!" FRIEDMAN: "Wow, I can't believe you're surprised. I would have thought they'd have taught you about it at ITT, or were you just there to sell oranges and mow the lawns?" ZAIDI: "It's MIT, you fucken idiot, and for the last fucken time I'm not a fucken Mexican!!!" FRIEDMAN: "Wow, racist [CLICK]"
