Ozzie's not all wet

Greetings from the Rainforest, a.k.a. U.S. Cellular Field. The White Sox and Twins are still waiting to play Wednesday night, and the skies might clear by 9 p.m. or so.
The again, maybe not.
The weather on the South Side has been brutal so far this season, but let's not harp about all of the moisture that has thus far made groundskeeper Roger Bossard the busiest man in major-league baseball.
Let's talk about managers, specificially Ozzie Guillen.
As the rain has been falling, I've been thinking about how Guillen really stands out among a pretty bland group of counterparts.
Then I started thinking about managers from other big-league clubs. I used to be able to name just about all of them without much thought.
Now, it's a struggle.
All of the managers in the AL Central are pretty easy, outside of Kansas City's...what's his name? Oh yeah, Troy Hillman. Sorry, Trey Hillman.
Let's go to the AL East...Terry Francona and Joe Girardi are pretty easy. John Gibbons is in Toronto. John Madden (sorry, it's Joe Maddon) is in Tampa Bay with the Devil Rays. Sorry, the Rays. You are on your own with Baltimore.
You're also on your own when it comes to naming the manager for Texas, Oakland and Seattle in the AL West, and Florida, Washington, Pittsburgh and Houston in the National League.
Ozzie can get carried away, he can be overly profane, and he always seems to be one slur away from a suspension.
With that being said, he is still far and away the right man to be running the White Sox. As for his entertainent value, more opposing beat writers come over for Guillen's pregame comments than any other manager in the game, by far.