Manny Ramirez is proof positive that one man’s garbage is another man’s treasure. The Boston Red Sox couldn’t get The Dreadlocked One out of Beantown fast enough, and I can’t say I blame them. He blatantly stopped playing hard, and his walking down to first base on a double-play ball was the last straw for GM Theo Epstein.So, the Sawx shipped him out to La-La Land, into the welcoming arms of Joe Torre and the Dodgers. Ramirez is hitting .413 with six homers and 21 RBI in just 17 games with Los Angeles, and is single-handedly helping them to a playoff spot in the watered down NL West. Manny is exactly what the Dodgers needed: a little thump in the lineup to support all the young talent they’ve got. Torre’s seen this before. He watched Manny torture his Yankee teams for years, and he and Phil Jackson wrote the book on dealing with outlandish personalities. Manny seems happy with L.A., but who knows what he’s thinking. He seemed happy with his big buddy Big Papi and times in Boston, but clearly he needed out. One thing remains true no matter where Manny is — he hits.He hits all day and all night. He hits in the heat, he hits in the cold. He’s a walking, dreadlocked 2-for-3. It’s somewhat more palatable to see him run circles around himself in the field and on the bases when you stack it against his hitting. Boston’s probably better off without someone who doesn’t want to be there, but the Dodgers are happy he’s with them now.