I bet the White Sox are lot a lot of other grown men. They want to be able to tell a dirty joke once in a while, or talk about the chick with the big boobs behind third base, or just drop their drawers and scratch their balls once in a while. So, it turns out one or two players quietly went to the general manage and politely (I assume) griped that Adam LaRoche was bringing his kid to work every damn day. And the general manager told his to cut back on the visits. And LaRoche had a helicopter parent hissy fit.
And the vaulted White Sox are now collapsing. As a Cubs fan, I could only wish that they played in the NL Central.
Folks, I like kids too. But there’s a big difference between a coworker whose kids drop in once a months or so to visit then leave, and a co-worker who rings his kid in to work with him/her ever single day. Its disruptive.