Floundering Mets have become baseball's worst franchise
Entertained the annual worst-movie-of-all-time debate with a friend the other day.
My friend nodded. A
I am unmoved.
"Maybe," said my friend, "but did you have any reason to think
"No," I say. "I didn't."
She nods knowingly.
End of argument.
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Nine years after
Yet in the 2010 New York Mets, we have found the ultimate summer blockbuster gone to crud.
We have also found the worst franchise in baseball.
Blessed with the majors' fifth-highest payroll (a staggering $132,701,445) and a roster featuring seven players with All-Star resumes, the Mets have defied the odds by putting to sleep the nation's largest city. Oh, at 58-59 the Mets are neither especially bad nor especially good. They won't contend for the playoffs and they won't fall below Washington into last place in the NL East. They won't dazzle, they won't irk. They merely exist. Yawn.
To call the Mets dreadful is an insult to dread. The 1962 Mets were dreadful, but in an endearing sort of way. The 2003 Tigers were dreadful, but nobody expected much of a club starting
No, the 2010 Mets are simply worthless. They are a listless, heartless, wretched baseball team; an entertainment value sans entertainment, playing ugly within the confines of beautiful new Citi Field. When the biggest story of the year is
What's wrong? Let us count the ways:
Without question, New York has yet to recover from the back-to-back choke years of 2007 and 2008. Those dual collapses, in which the Mets coughed up multi-game NL East leads in the final weeks of the season, continue to weigh on the franchise like a waterlogged life jacket, and if there is a solution, it is this: Clean house.
Fire Minaya and replace him with someone who can handle the New York spotlight. Fire Manuel and bring in a replacement with heart (
Most important, get excited.
Opening day 2011 is less than eight months away.