Failing to do the important things (fire Stearns, fire Moron Mendoza), the Mutts attempt the CYA ploy of firing most of the coaches:
Antuan Richardson, whose base-coaching skills are also of the suck, is apparently spared because he's done a good job of teaching runners when to steal.
I hope Jeremy Hefner gets a new job, soon. Not because I'll miss him or the NL-high 324 BB he coached this Legion of Nibblers into allowing (Art Fowler to Ron Guidry, 1977: "Babe Ruth's dead. Throw strikes."), but because I'm hoping the sweet, sweet stench of Spider-Tac will send Edlose Diaz scurrying after him, to go boom-boom for some other suckers.