Terry Ryan's teams lost too much and he got fired. That's inarguable. It's also insufficient.
You can find that story anywhere you look today, but that's not what makes Ryan's story unique.
I don't feel sorry for Ryan. He knew the parameters of his job as general manager and he had a good, long, run, and he has fired people himself.
I feel sorry for the people who no longer will see him every day. There is a reason Twins employees wept on Monday.
Growing up, I had always wanted to cover baseball. I got my chance in 1993. I was introduced to Ryan at spring training and was told he wasn't much for interviews, that he could be a little crabby. For the next five years I covered the Twins on a daily basis, and Ryan and Tom Kelly taught me more about baseball than I have learned before or since. They transformed the game from black-and-white to HD.
That spring, I asked to go on a scouting trip with Ryan, then the Twins vice president of player personnel. He took me to Port Charlotte to see Nolan Ryan face the Pirates. After a couple of bloop hits, Terry Ryan noticed Nolan's face turning red and said, "This bird [the batter] better be loose up there." The next pitch hit that bird in the ribs.
Terry Ryan could spot a Class A non-prospect 300 feet away wearing a generic warmup pullover and tell you who he was and why he couldn't hit a slider on the inside corner. He also could name any tune that came on any loudspeaker in any ballpark in America in five notes or fewer.
There are vintage stories about Ryan wafting around hundreds of ballparks in America, including the time he tried to turn in a rental car after a scouting trip, was told he was going to be charged for a full week instead of a few days. He got mad, drove it from Chicago to most of the Southern states and returned it with thousands of miles logged. Having changed the oil himself. Because he wanted to make a point, but he didn't want to ruin the car.