I will miss Jim Tracy’s postgame press conferences.
I won’t miss his baffling inclination towards double switches when they simply were not necessary.
I will miss his inexplicably ballin’ gold watch.
I won’t miss suffering through pitchers making appearances as pinch hitters in key moments.
I will miss the way he loved his players.
I won’t miss the way he tinkered with the lineup.
I will miss the way he addressed members of the media by their first names.
I won’t miss the way he got defensive about his questionable managerial decisions.
I will miss his sometimes maddening tendency to set up every answer with a rhetorical question.
I won’t miss his undying loyalty to management and towing the company line, no matter what baffling decision they made.
I will miss the way he always waited on the top step and always congratulated players on a good play with an old fashioned hand shake.
I will miss his outstanding performances arguing with umpires.
I will miss how much he loved the Colorado Rockies.
I believed that Jim Tracy needed to be out as manager entering the 2013 season, but that doesn’t mean I won’t miss him. I just wish things had worked out differently.