Boy, talk about the novelty wearing off, the buzz surrounding this year’s edition has been nonexistent. I’m sure it will boost attendance this week at Citi Field (though don’t be shocked if the extra bodies are Yankee fans) and ratings will be a little higher, but that’s about it. It’s easy to just think that these games do not matter at all, so I will remind everyone of a quick story from last year. Leaving Citi Field after the Rivera Show game (with special guest star Lucas Duda), I saw a dad with his little girl, who was beaming and had her index finger held proudly up in the air. That image reminded me of all the kids going to school this week, and how hard it must be some days to be going there as a Mets fan. So, as Keith would say, “for all you kids out there,” Let’s Go Mets! Baseball is for the fun of it and for the fans. Beat the Yankees already.
Some other random thoughts on a wonderful Tuesday morning in New York.
* Hello, newest Met, Rafael Montero, who will start Wednesday night against the Yankees. I am pleased to see Montero, but surprised by the timing, as this is about as high a pressure situation as the team could have engineered. Very intriguing move, and Wednesdays game just got more interesting.
*Speaking of interesting, the New York Times reports that Saul Katz might be ready to cry “Uncle,” and sell his shares of the team. I recommend he use Nike for advice here.
* I found the recent losing all the more painful because the games were close almost every day. I have two problems with this. The most obvious is that while the games are transpiring you keep thinking you will finally see a win. I felt like Charlie Brown falling for the same trick, over and over. But my second problem is that there will be an element of people falling for the idea that it is all just bad luck. Nonsense. This team has good starting pitching, no hitting, and, wait for it, an atrocious bullpen. That is a recipe for close losses, and they have not been due to bad luck, they are the result of bad design. Hopefully, the infusion of Montero and shift of Meija can help. It certainly worked out that way last night.
* Speaking of design, Adam Rubin wrote an excellent piece for his blog yesterday. I agreed with it so much I had to check and make sure I hadn’t clicked on 2Guys by accident. Of all the correct points Adam hit on, I would like to highlight this one:
“There may come a day in the next few seasons that the Mets realize that 90-win goal. And then people might praise Alderson for leaving the organization in such good shape. But if the price was, say, six losing seasons under his watch first — plus the two from Minaya that preceded it — was that really great front-office work? Or if you fail enough seasons, is it simply inevitable that at some point you’ll accrue enough young talent to be competitive again?”
Exactly. Time frames matter, and every year while Sandy dithers Mets fans are dying. Some figuratively, some literally. Nice to see some action yesterday.
* I always consider myself a True New Yorker. Not once in my life have I made eye contact, much less spoken to, a stranger. Is that no longer the test?
Oh, before I forget, Steve Keane is loosening his standards again and I will be his guest on Sounds from Shea at 8PM tomorrow on BlogTalkRadio.