Why Lew Wolff is the last great owner in baseball

I’ve long shared the opinion of many long-suffering A’s fans that Lew Wolff is a prick. Make that, a prick in khakis who always seems to be sporting a virgin white cardigan or blue blazer from his days sucking up to Dean Wormer.*

*Pictured above at another A’s sell out (no lines at the coffee concession).

It has been since Rockies’ tired-eyed manager Walt Weiss was the scrappy franchise’s third-consecutive rookie of the year that those mighty bat-in-trunk elephants have been hand-wringing instead of hoisting World Series trophies.

In that time, everyone else got a new stadium that plays like a band box and looks like it belongs in a snow globe. The A’s still occupy a relic that has slightly less seismic and structural damage—not to mention the same architects—as its namesake in Rome.

The remarkable bubble of venture capital-buoyed hope has the A’s regional baseball rivals across…