Interchangeable people, performin' a round robin of Game Czar'n duties, would be just as effective (if not moreso) than havin' a single person in charge.
Given all the time it's takin' that rascal up yonder to make up his mind, I'm startin' to realize that Scanman's idea may not be as good fer this redneck, and his posse, as I first thought.
Would I really wanna give up givin' him hell, and makin' his head explode ev'ry time I serve up a good ol' fashioned, well-timed Sinister Semicolon to the proceedings, or pointin' out his certain non-Game Czar-esque actions? Y'know, like the current level of lollygaggin', and pussyfootin' around he's doin' with a purdy easy decision to make? I mean, I get to enjoy the unmentionable ones ev'ry day, anyway, n' I ain't so sure I'm willin' to give up my extremely valuable "independent contractor" status within the game, and just let The RCM Ranch become a mere subsidiary (even with a gleamin' new wing) of PowerWorld, LLC.
How on earth would I ever explain to my feller rednecks that I'm now associated with a electrified tin can, posin' as a bull, anyway?
DoL note: Yep. I read basketball, but it is indeed baseball that the good Padre submitted. I'll assess myself the six demerits, and doggone it, shame on this ol' hayseed.