Human nature wants to believe that in sport, offense and defense are just two sides of the same coin; a 50/50 proposition. It’s easy. It’s a clean proposition. But, they are not.
Like an egg slipping off a plate, conjecture sits precariously on rumor’s tongue, ready to drop as truth into the conversation with all the stealth of the evening sun surreptitiously dropping over the horizon.
If Dick Williams was ever on the Marlins front stoop, sporting a newly pressed suit, a fist full of flowers and a fresh haircut, we never heard a whiff of it.