April 15, 2011
I can just hear Nat King Cole eloquently singing his classic hit now. Of course, when those lyrics came across my head today, it was extremely simple to replace one key word to label what the 2011 Mets really are. Forgettable.
The Mets find themselves in a rather predictable place today. They are currently tied for worst record in the major leagues at 4-9 with other predictably bad teams (Houston Astros and Seattle Mariners). If you were hoping, or even worse, believing that the Mets would be better than this, then all I can say is shame on you. Foolish optimism will get you nowhere with this franchise.
I haven’t written a thing in quite some time simply because there is absolutely nothing to write about. I could break down how the Mets are severely deficient in the pitching department, but that was obvious from the start. I could illustrate how the Mets, with new fiery manager in hand, still can not seem to catch, throw or run bases with any level of proficiency. The only question that would come to mind is this. Why bother writing about this team?
Folks, the Mets are an inferior product, and there is no sugar-coating it. Why delude ourselves with anything other than the facts? The Mets are as irrelevant as a VCR right about now.
The Met hierarchy is in a no-lose situation this year, their first under the Wilpon employ. If the Mets compete at all, it would be looked upon as being a tremendous achievement by all. If they do not compete, then the finger of disappointment will be pointed towards the prior regime’s mistakes. Either way, they come off looking peachy, from the GM down to the manager.
What do we have to look forward to you may ask? Let’s think about it. Nothing.
Jose Reyes will be traded by the deadline if he stays healthy. Carlos Beltran will finish up his Met career after this season. Johan Santana, fresh off his latest surgical procedure, will not pitch until September at the earliest. That is true only if the Mets actually make a good decision about how to rehabilitate him properly (a long shot I know). When he returns in 2012, he will likely be a different pitcher all together, one that is no longer worth what he earns annually. The Met payroll next year will likely be significantly lower than it is this year, as whispers of a 75 million dollar payroll are being heard throughout the blogosphere. That means that there is no help on the way for next year either. Ouch.
Other than that, the future looks bright Met fans. Long live the Wilpons!