Dinner with Fidel Castro in Havana, breakfast with Albert Belle in Baltimore and many years of losing ahead for King Peter as the Great Orange Malaise sets in on a generation of awful Orioles baseball led by poor ownership.
Peter G. Angelos was developing a well-earned reputation as a supreme meddler, an intimidating life force and a bad guy to work for in Major League Baseball. He was making the antics of George Steinbrenner circa 1978 look like a sick, reprised role in Baltimore.
Recapping 25 years of the worst ownership imaginable, Nestor opens up in a #DearOrioles letter to Peter G. Angelos and asks him “What is next?” for a wayward Orioles franchise…
Peter G. Angelos once told The Baltimore Sun: “No one wants to litigate but one has to sometimes…”
