So we find ourselves here yet again.
Another season of New York Metropolitans baseball has come to an end. This year instead of waiting until September to blow a huge lead and break my heart, they decided it would be better to go for more of a slow bleed strategy.
The season started with so much promise. A new stadium, a lineup full of all-stars. One of the best pitchers in the game at the front of the rotaton. One of the best pitchers in the game at the back of the bull pen. A manager who wasn’t Willie Randolph.
I ignored the warning signs. Shrugged off any doubts that the roster was thin behind the stars. I didn’t care that the back half of the rotation consisted of question marks and crossed fingers.
I was ready for an amazin’ Mets season.
I used the #1 overall pick in my fantasy baseball league to take David Wright. This would be the year that he put it all together and proved that he was more than just hype and thick eyebrows.
Then it all started to crumble. Star player after star player went down with what was initially considered minor injuries, only to find out later that what was ailing them was something far more severe than originally diagnosed. It happened once and we thought it was odd. It happened twice and we thought it was coincidence. Then we realized with the 3rd and 4th key players went down with major injury, that like V says, there are no coincidences. This Mets team was snake bitten. The black cloud that has perpetually hung over this team for the last three years had not moved, we just didn’t see it at first.
The 2006 playoffs, Endy Chavez’s game saving catch seem like they happened in another lifetime. These Mets, the Mets of the last three seasons, are simply and utterly incapable of winning.
I am far less upset this year than I have been in the past. I stopped paying attention in the middle of the Summer. If that makes me a bad fan so be it. I think it makes me a realist. There was a series with the Phillies, we were down by like 7 games at the time, and I thought to myself, if we can just sweep, if only we can sweep…Then we turned around and got swept. Season Over.
To continue the “V for Vendetta” theme, good guys wind, bad guys lose, and as always, England prevails.
Except in this case it goes more like…Other team wins, Mets lose, and as always, the Mets fail.
Ok, so having said all of that, where do we go from here. How do we even begin to start to fix this.
I think that a few things absolutely have to happen.
The first of which, like the video above, is Heads Need to Roll.
Omar Minaya is not a good GM. Period. He is inept, he is a bumbling, stumbling train wreck.
He was handed Johan Santana on a silver platter, it was not a stroke of Managerial Genius.
Omar Minaya needs to be fired. Assistant GM John Ricco needs to be made the GM.
Jerry Manuel needs to be fired. Sorry Jerry, I think you are a nice guy. I think that you do, for the most part a good job. But the lack of discipline, the general laziness that this team played with all year, even when they were still in it, has to fall on you. Sorry Gangsta, ya gotta go.
Howard Johnson can stay as hitting coach. Dan Warthen I guess is good enough to remain the pitching coach. There is only so much you can do when you are handed Oliver Perez and told to make him your #3 starter, refer to the statements regarding Omar Minaya above.
As far as player moves go, this team needs to be built on pitching and defense. I don’t care about home run totals. A healthy David Wright, Carlos Beltran, Jose Reyes, and Jeff Francouer for the season will improve the offense.
We need either a Left Fielder or a First Basemen. I would be thrilled with Matt Holliday, I would die if we could find a way to bring in Prince Fielder. But aside from those two, give me some players who play hard, and can hit and run a bit and I will be happy. Luis Castillo needs to go. Find a way to move him, pay him if you have to. I don’t care. We need an Orlando Hudson type.
The money needs to be spent on pitching. We need some guns, both in the rotation and the bullpen.
We need a solid, legitimate #2 starter. John Lackey fits that mold. We need pitchers. We need power arms that are relatively young and can solidify this rotation.
We need a team that can limit the damage, keep the ball in our huge park and throw deep in games. I have always like Jon Garland. Give me a John Lackey, John Garland, and maybe like a Doug Davis type to match up with what we currently have:
This season has been a vast, immesurable disappointment. We need to wipe this entire slate clean, we need a fresh start. March 2010 needs to feel like we are starting over completely fresh. I hate you New York Mets. Don’t make me regret not throwing in the towel and becoming a full-time Twins fan. I am still here. Don’t make me rethink my choice.