Indulge us on this one. You're a major league baseball player. You're entering your contract year. You're looking at several scenarios, where you can:
A. Sign an extension with your current team, because you actually like playing there, they pay you a decent wage, and honestly, what's an extra $15 million on a seven-year, nine-digit deal, anyway?
We'll call this the, "What Carlos Zambrano should have done" option.
B. Play out the season, risk having a subpar year - and you do - and instead of getting that five-year, $90 million extension you thought your current team would offer, you end up signing a three-year, $35 million free-agent deal with the Padres.
We'll call this the, "Andruw Jones, this is your life" option.
C. Play out the season, risk having a subpar year - but you don't - and you get that five-year, $90 million extension you thought your current team would offer because you had the same type of year you always do, you consistent shit.
We'll call this the, "Ichiro-Son, you must stay Seattle, we now have Kevin Durant!" option.
D. Get a whole bunch of HGH. Take it. See your numbers mushroom along with your biceps. Instead of sitting on your couch waiting for your agent to tell you there aren't any bites, you ink a five-year, $50 million deal with the Angels.
We'll call this the, "Gary Matthews Jr. just outsmarted the room" option.
So, with that in mind, who's pulling a Giambi? We're a few years out of the game, but what the hell. "Pass the needle upon the left and slide!"
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