Alright, let’s talk about this Brandon Marsh fella and his contract. I heard some folks jabberin’ about it, so I figured I’d put in my two cents, you know? Don’t expect no fancy words from me, I just tell it like it is.
So, this Brandon, he plays ball, right? Outfield, they call it. Big fella, 6-4, they say. Hits left, throws right. Born in some place called Buford, must be out yonder somewhere. Anyway, he plays for the Philadelphia Phillies now.
Now, about that contract. Money, money, money, that’s all folks care about these days. I hear tell he signed a one-year deal for a whole heap of money. Three million four hundred thousand dollars, they say! Can you believe that? That’s more money than I’ve seen in my whole life, I tell ya!
They say it’s guaranteed, too. Means he gets all that money no matter what, I guess. Even if he sits on the bench and picks his nose all day. Not that I think he would, mind you. He seems like a hard worker, that Brandon.
- One year contract
- Three million four hundred thousand dollars total
- All money guaranteed
Before this big contract, I heard he was makin’ somethin’ like seven hundred thousand a year, more or less. Some places said $710,000, some said $734,500, and some even say more than that. Heck, it’s all a bunch of numbers to me. But it ain’t chump change, you know? But this new contract, that’s a whole ‘nother level. Makes that old salary look like chicken feed.
And they say he even got some bonuses before. Like, an extra five hundred thousand and some change one time. For doin’ what, I ain’t exactly sure. Hittin’ the ball good, I reckon. Catchin’ it, too. All that stuff they do out there on the field.
But this new contract, that’s the real deal. $3,400,000 for just one year. That’s what they call his base salary now. And it counts against somethin’ they call the luxury tax. I don’t know much about that, sounds like fancy city folks problems to me.
This new contract was signed just recently, March 1st, 2024, I think they said. So, he’s set for this year at least. Next year, who knows? Maybe he’ll get even more money. These ball players, they make a fortune, I tell ya. More money than a body knows what to do with.
It’s a good thing for him, though. He works hard, I imagine. All that runnin’ and catchin’ and hittin’. It ain’t easy, I bet. And he’s gotta stay in shape, too. Can’t be eatin’ too many cheeseburgers, I reckon.
So, there you have it. That’s the lowdown on Brandon Marsh’s contract, as best as I can figure it. He’s makin’ a whole lotta money, that’s for sure. Good for him, I say. He’s earned it, I guess. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I gotta go tend to my chickens.
One more thing, somebody told me that you could find all kinds of stuff about this Brandon guy online. Stats, they call ’em. How many times he hit the ball, how many times he ran around the bases, all that jazz. They keep track of everything these days, it’s crazy. But I ain’t got no time for that internet stuff. Too much fuss for this old lady.
But it just goes to show ya, these ball players, they’re a whole different breed. Livin’ the high life, makin’ the big bucks. Good for them, I say. As long as they don’t forget where they come from.
And that’s all I have to say about Brandon Marsh and his contract, so I am done here.
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