And why not?

Because as of late, he sure can't managed one.

While overseeing one of the fastest, most dramatic and complete collapses in Cincinnati history, Narron has developed into an accomplished talking head.

Not so much in quantity but certainly in repetition of message and shopworn clichés.

Here are a few of Narron's favorite expressions with just a dash of paraphrasing;

We've got to get hot; We're still in the race; We can turn things around; I think our bats will come alive; We've got to play better defense; We did some good things even though we lost; Our relievers weren't as bad as they looked; If only we could get on a roll; We've got to produce with runners on base; We didn't play smart tonight; We've got to win more often at home; We can only worry about the next game; We've still got a chance.

You're probably ready to say enough already. Any more of this tripe and you'd probably doze off. 

But if we were to run through the entire litany of pat lines that Narron's used in the past few months, you'd be reading all night.

Suffice to say, the beleaguered skipper seems to be armed with plenty of BS but very few answers.

During the Reds' astounding fall from grace, Narron has offered predictions, excuses, rationalizations, hunches, justifications and just about anything else you can think of to explain away Cincy's startling implosion.

The predictions have been particularly entertaining because everytime Narron speculated that something positive was about to happen, it never did. A Nostradamas he ain't.

If you would have made a list of all the prognostications that Narron offered and then bet just the opposite, you'd be a millionaire by now. This guy guesses wrong more often than Larry King does when trying to chose a wife.

It's now gotten to the point where most of Narron's pronouncements are getting downright annoying and irritating. Why? Because they're nothing but blather and hot air. None of them ever come to fruition.

They say that without results, talk is cheap. Well, in that case, most of what's been coming out of Narron's trap isn't worth a plug nickel.

He's like the aggravating spouse who continues to yammer on and yet says nothing of consequence. You can still hear them but you no longer listen. You've reached the point where you've simply tuned them out. 

Narron has virtually talked himself into being irrelevant.

Only the most gullible and naive followers of the Reds could still buy into what he's saying nowadays.

Narron's become an empty suit spewing empty words designed primarily to cover his own butt and shield a team not deserving of protection.

At this sorry stage, the only talking Narron should be doing is to himself and to those he's tries to manage.

It's long since past the time when Narron should have given his players a serious tongue lashing or two. Given their dismal play over the past two months, some tough and harsh rhetoric was definitely in order. Somebody needed to lay down the law to these underachievers.

Who knows? A few verbal scoldings may have gotten the Reds to awaken from their prolonged sleepwalking.

But instead of calling his team to account, where his voice could have been put to good use, Narron went mute when it came to confronting his team over their deplorable play.

He wasn't inclined to speak up when it came to challenging his charges. It's probably the only time he seemed to be at a loss for words.

And that's unfortunate because if ever a team was in dire need of a audible kick in the ass, it was the Reds!

But, hell, why waste your verbiage on trying to get a dying team jumpstarted.

It's much more important to regale the press with thinly veiled alibis and excuses that point the blame everywhere else but at yourself.

It appears that Cincy's agony is almost over and hopefully so are most of Narron's musings. The silence will be golden.

But if Narron should feel the need for more of his inane narratives, let's hope he keeps them to a minimum.

Or better yet, how about this novel concept. Reserve your talks for the diamond, the dugout and the locker room.

The public has already heard enough from Jerry Narron.

It's time the Reds were forced to hear the bull he's been handing out.