Nobody found it shady that Manny Ramirez dogged his last few weeks in Boston just so Scott Boras could slimeball another contract after this season? It wasn’t blatent that Manny selfishly shit on the front doorstep just so John Henry wouldn’t pick up his option for 2009? Woa, woa — players might actually care about the money more than the game itself?

Check. Check. Check. Manny did in fact grill the Yawkey Way front office — but this overcooked crook wasn’t for sale on eBay.

And Major League Baseball might not be to fond of Manny Being A Threat To The Game’s Integrity (like that stopped the Steroids Era), according to today’s Boston Globe random Dan Shaughnessy fruit column from LA.

The commissioner’s office is investigating the circumstances of Manny’s final hours with the Red Sox. The Globe has learned (from a source with direct knowledge of the inquiry) that Bud Selig directed Major League Baseball executive vice president Rob Manfred to contact all parties for an explanation of how things unfolded around last week’s trading deadline. According to the source, Manfred has yet to report back to the commissioner.

Time does heal a lot, and now that the montages have staled, it’s time for Major League Baseball to … uhh … wait — what the fuck could Selig do about this? A trade-back? Add a few wins to the Sox record? Send an infamous “Player To Be Named Later” to Boston? There’s no compensation for Manny’s newfound love for La La Land, no matter what Major League Baseball wants to do about it.