I’m pretty skeptical of surveys — after reading through the fine print in most of them you come to realize one of two things: 1) the questions were created in a way to create a predetermined result; or, 2) most of the people in this country were raised similarly to wolf-boys Romulus and Remus.  Think I’m exaggerating?  Well, where else can an accused rapist (and philanderer) overtake a sex addict (and philanderer) as the most beloved athlete in sports?

Anyways, the other day, Street Smith’s Sports Business Daily released its “Most Marketable in the MLB” survey.  Not shockingly, Yankee shortstop Derek Jeter ranked #1, appearing on 47 of the 49 ballots.  This is the third time since 2003 Jeter has topped the list.  In other words: yawn.

Wouldn’t it be pretty great if Street Smith’s actually released a “least marketable” list?  A few seasons ago, this list would have been too easy to make — with guys like John Rocker and Carl Everett still pulling on jerseys, the list writes itself. Instead, it’s left to me.  The criteria: I can’t think of one thing these guys could legitimately advertise that would make people want to buy the product… even if they were cool enough to parody themselves (not likely).  Here we go:

Milton Bradley: I’ve heard all the stories about how Milton is misunderstood.  And yes, the story of his upbringing is horrendous.  While there is no doubt he is an incredibly talented player, his personality makes it tough for people to get attached to him.  With over eleven seasons in the big leagues, he’s already on his eighth team.  When he’s not confronting umpires, he’s been known to go after writers and fans.  Oh, and he’s admitted he suffers from mental problems. At least he puts himself out there…

Julio Lugo: Lugo has carved out a decent career for himself earning close to $50M while playing parts of eleven seasons with six teams.  Pretty non-descript and boring, save for the wife-beating.  Real gentleman.  Huzzah to the

"Now, did I miss the entire 2006 season or 2007? Oh wait, it was pretty much both."

Boston Red Sox, who gave the shortstop with the career .723 OPS 40 of that 50 million.  So, overpaid, under-performing, and a batterer: three keys to endorsement success.

Carl Pavano: Baseball’s “American Idle” signed a four year, $40M deal with the Yankees in 2004.  His output those four seasons: a record of 9-7.  In 2006, he wrecked his Corvette and broke two ribs while rehabbing another injury.  Which one?  I can’t remember.  Take your pick: the “Idle” was sidelined with shoulder, back, buttocks and elbow injuries throughout his time in New York… or should I say Tampa, where he spent most of  his four year deal doing rehab.  While it is never fair to blame a guy for injuries, he somehow recovered well enough to pitch 200 innings last year and is on pace to do the same in 2010.  Even former flame Alyssa Milano thinks he’s a flake.  I considered maybe a deal with a medical equipment company, but I’m pretty sure if there was a way to injure yourself in an MRI machine, Carl would figure it out.

Vincente Padilla: Oh Vicente, you have a mound of talent but choose to hide it with extreme disregard for everyone around you, including your own organization.   Other than his multiple DUIs and other assorted alcohol problems, he’s been known to fight, headhunt (even ex-teammates), and just be an overall prickly fellow.  Probably not someone you want selling Cadillacs.

These guys may have a tough road back to respectability, so they are going to need some help.  I recommend these guys — they run a hell of a pitch meeting:

Milton Bradley Back To His Old Games

Milton Bradley, as we all now, is a sensitive fellow.  This above screen grab from SeattleDawg18 via the Chicago Sun-Times shows good ole Milton Bradley giving some fans what he feels is the appropriate response to some in-game taunts they were launching his way during the Mariners/Rangers game on Friday night.  If he hadn’t already, prior to this latest finger incident, he’s now given out an open invite to all fans to go ahead and screw with him as much as possible.  Its gonna be a long, long season for Milton.

Poor Uncle Milty.  Would Prozac be considered a performance enhancing drug for this guy or what?  Doesn’t he know the only good way to deal with a bully is to ignore the bully?  He needs to visit with Tiger and learn to meditate…or at least Latrelle Sprewell or something, he only choked someone out once, had to learn something, right?

Elijah Dukes: First, I’d like to thank the Washington Nationals for all they’ve done for me.  But I come here today to ask for another chance.  An opportunity to continue the incredible growth I’ve had since I lost my father.  I know that there are people that think I’m a bad seed, but I plead with those folks, please don’t judge.  I’m not the terrible man people think I am… 

 

Milton Bradley: HOLD UP!  Yo, Elijah, I don’t mean to interrupt, you got a bad rap and all but look man, if I was a musician, I’d be Kanye West. If I was in the NBA, I’d be Ron Artest.  But in baseball, they’ve got me: Milton Bradley.  I’m that guy.  You need people like me, so you can point your finger and go, “There goes the bad guy.”

 

Elijah Dukes: You, Kanye and Tony Montana are dead, dawg.