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This was a really long time ago, before probably half of Quora's users were born! So I'm honored that anyone is interested.TL;DR some cool stuffI was one of the first two hires in the MLB executive development program. The idea was to take a couple of recent college graduates and put them into a rotation among all the MLB offices in NYC, exposing them to all the various aspects of the work. There was no formal career path laid out; the idea was that if we were good, we'd meet so many people that someone would hire us at some point.There were five different MLB offices in New York at the time, located in five different buildings, in addition to the Yankees and the Mets:Commissioner's Office, 75 Rockefeller PlazaAmerican League, 280 Park AvenueNational League, 1 Rockefeller PlazaMLB Player Relations Committee, 1270 6th AvenueMLB Promotion Corporation, 1212 6th AvenueThe offices all consolidated into two floors at 350 Park Avenue in about 1983, and have since moved to several floors at 245 Park. (This was a big deal, considering the history. The American League was headquartered in Boston when Joe Cronin was league president, then moved to NYC in 1974 when Lee MacPhail was hired away from the Yankees to succeed him. Before Cronin the league was headquartered in Chicago. The National League was headquartered in San Francisco until about 1976 when it moved kicking and screaming to NYC. Previously it was headquartered in Cincinnati.)I showed up on the first day and met my new colleague, the other hire, Drew Sheinman. We spent the morning together in the Commissioner's Office, doing paperwork and being introduced to people. We were taken out to lunch and after lunch I was taken around the corner to 1270 6th Avenue, where for the next 15 months I worked on MLB's labor issues from the owners' side, while Drew did some different assignments relating to marketing stuff.My new boss was a guy named Ray Grebey. The owners had hired Ray away from General Electric because they felt the Players Association was getting the best of them and Ray had a reputation as a hardass. He was, as far as I can tell, a real hardliner in negotiations, but he was generally good to me, although very demanding. The PRC's longtime lawyer was a guy named Barry Rona. Barry was profane and hilarious and brilliant and taught me a huge amount about collective bargaining. My first assignment was to create a kind of spreadsheet of all of the Major League clubs' guaranteed salary obligations, including all guaranteed deferred compensation, out into the future (the timeline ran from 1979 to about 2030, if I recall correctly). So, beginning with the Atlanta Braves, I read through every major league contract, broke down its guaranteed components, and record them on my spreadsheets. This was before Excel, of course, so I did it all on ledger paper and by hand, adding the columns with a printing calculator and erasing and recalculating every time I got additional information.I also assisted with research for various salary arbitrations and with preparations for the 1980 collective bargaining cycle, where a strike was looming because the owners felt they should be entitled to receive some kind of professional player compensation (not just draft picks or cash) when they lost a player to free agency. Although the 1980 strike was averted by the stratagem of empaneling a clubs-players "study committee" to address the issue of professional player compensation, the strike did occur in 1981 when (unsurprisingly) the committee failed to come up with any kind of useful solution.After 15 months in one place I was ready for some of that broader exposure that had been promised to me. I had a brief stint in the Commissioner's Office but I was soon sent out to Shea Stadium to work in the Mets' promotions department for a few weeks. The Mets really sucked in those days and one of their gimmicks to get fannies in the seats was that they always had a live National Anthem performer. It was my job to wrangle these people from the moment of their arrival until I saw them to a box seat after their performance. During this time I heard some very unusual performances of the anthem. The Mets' Old Timers' Day also fell during my tenure at Shea, and I was assigned to carry out a plan that involved putting Duke Snider into a sedan chair and carrying him out onto the field. Of course the Mets did not own a sedan chair, so I was told to go around to all the antiques galleries in Manhattan until I could find one and persuade the gallery owner to lend it to the Mets for free. I was also to do this without a business card, as MLB had not seen fit to give them to us. When I reflect on this I'm still a little amazed that I found an antique sedan chair at a gallery in the east 50s that agreed to let the Mets send a truck to pick the thing up. My job then was - without using pins or any tape on the gilt wood trim - to cover the upholstered front, sides, and back of the chair with Mets blue crepe paper (using double sided tape sticking only to the upholstery, not the gilt wood). Enormous Mets logo stickers were then affixed to the crepe paper on the sides of the chair. I only wish I had a picture of it to show you. I later found out that nobody had told Duke Snider in advance what the plan was and he thought it was bullshit, but after a few minutes they got him calmed down and he did go through with it.Greatest moment at the Mets: I was sitting in the press room eating dinner with a couple of club officials and with Lou Brock, who had participated in some kind of pre-game ceremony, watching the game on closed circuit TV. In the first inning of the game Lee Mazzilli reached base, then was thrown out trying to steal second. We all looked at Lou. He leaned toward the TV monitor and watched closely as the TV feed showed us three or four angles on the attempted steal. Finally after a few seconds he leaned back in his chair. We all looked at each other and waited for Lou to speak. The greatest base stealer of all time was going to give us his analysis. Finally he spoke. "He got a bad jump."My next gig was at the Promotion Corporation. It was late in the season and we were preparing for the World Series. The Expos were still in contention and so we had to prepare bilingual copy for the WS program. We sent out all the articles to be professionally translated but my five+ years of French came in handy for the copy-editing. (Fun fact: French translates 20% longer than the original English.)During this time I realized I needed to get serious about a permanent job and luckily the American League wanted to hire me. Their Manager of Waivers and Player Records was leaving permanently to have a baby and so I was hired to replace her.For just over five years I kept all the rosters in the AL. I published the daily waiver bulletin, tracked waiver requests, optional and outright assignments, disabled list placements, contract signings, designations for assignment, all that stuff. I interpreted and enforced the Major League Rules. I talked to most of the general managers in the league at least once or twice a week, and gave advice on how to structure their transactions. This was a really fun job. I just don't have words for how much fun it was. I reported directly to the league president and kept him abreast of whatever pending transactions rose to the level of something he needed to know about. The tech underpinning this job was a TWX machine and a timeshare dialup account on a Honeywell mainframe computer somewhere in Minnesota, accessed via an IBM Mag Card 1 Selectric terminal. Every day I would dial in at 2 pm to pick up waiver requests and claims, then at 2:30 to advise the clubs of the outcome of their waiver requests, then before 4:30 to publish the day's waiver bulletin listing waiver requests, transactions, and any announcements. I would format it on a mag card (or more than one - the mag cards had 50 lines apiece), or, if it wasn't too long, I'd just dial in and type it live. The clubs knew that they could dial in starting at 4:30 to pick the bulletin up. During spring training the clubs unhooked their TWX machines, packed them up, and took them to Florida or Arizona, and I published the daily waiver bulletins via TWX. I learned how to read, cut, and edit the paper tapes the TWX machine used.During this period I went to law school at night over at Fordham, in the Lincoln Center area of Manhattan. I started class at 6 pm, typically four nights per week, and got out at 8:45 (occasionally at 9:30). Every night I would go home, eat something, get in bed with the reading for the next evening's classes, and then crash. During my lunch hour I'd eat while looking over that day's reading again, then leave at about 5:15 and head over to class. During this time I also gained about 40 pounds I never managed to lose.After I got out of law school I sat and passed the NY Bar and then I got a huge break.MLB had a new commissioner, Peter Ueberroth, and Peter decided to create a second Assistant General Counsel position for me in his office. So for the next three and a half years I read and gave advice on stadium leases, concessions agreements, and broadcasting agreements, but mainly I drafted and negotiated a huge number of licensing/merchandising and sponsorship agreements. I actually lawyered Nike's first MLB license agreement from the MLB side, back in 1987 (then I lawyered the next one perhaps twelve years later from the Nike side).This was a lot of fun because the licensing and merchandising work was a blast. I loved working with the licensees to bring their products to reality. And I loved the sample sales more than I can ever say. I also did anticounterfeiting work. I sent C&D letters and hung out in unmarked vans in the Shea Stadium parking lot with an armload of John Doe seizure orders to pick up counterfeit t-shirts. I went on a raid with the FBI. Stephanie V's answer to How does the FBI decide what to investigate?There's an interview with me in this book, published just before I left MLB... and it was excerpted in this issue of Sports Illustrated:One other thing I did that was worth mentioning: I represented MLB to a committee called the Joint Sports Claimants. The Joint Sports Claimants were parties to a multilateral multiyear settlement with MPAA and some other parties to allocate distant signal royalties awarded by the Copyright Royalty Tribunal, i.e. copyright royalties paid by cable systems that picked up distant over-the-air stations who had especially interesting programming, the vast majority of which was movies or sports. The Joint Sports Claimants were MLB, NBA, NHL, NCAA, and for a few years a professional soccer league. (The NFL was not a part of it because unlike the rest of us their games were all on network TV and so their copyright royalties were all already accounted for.) It would have cost so much to litigate the percentages every year that we just agreed among ourselves how we would allocate the monies the CRT spat out. The CRT would send the single largest claimant, the MPAA, a check and the MPAA would keep their share and dole out the rest of our shares. The Joint Sports Claimants meetings were occasionally very interesting and often challenging because of the internal politics of our group. From time to time I was called upon to engage in shuttle diplomacy when Party X would threaten to leave because they thought Party Y was getting too much money, but Party Z could not be persuaded.Overall my time in baseball was mostly a lot of fun. I'd be happy to answer additional questions in the comments (if anyone is still reading)... %^>