As Flushing Turns

Since when are sports reporters some kind of royalty that no one can offend? The big offense here is when Tony B threw a tantrum because a scout was in his seat. That is not only unprofessional, but, wow, what a cry-baby. I'm bothered by the rumors he had influence in Randolph's demise as well, but that's history. I don't know this guy, don't know much about him, but WHO CARES if he yelled at the team in Binghamton. They're ballplayers, not ballerinas. Take your sissy political correct methods of professional criticism, and put it where women can see it, because I myself feel like going out and getting some bras and panties for myself for even commenting on this soap opera nonsese 'As Flushing Turns'. Can we get back to baseball please? Anyway, Omar saw Adam Rubin's soap opera reporting as the nail in Tony B's coffin, his good friend. So he defended his friend. That's admirable. And anyone who is offened by such a 'breach of protocal' at a prestigious press conference should be watching American Idol, not baseball. Yes, it was unprofessional, but I care a lot more about Omar's ability to run a team, than I do about him being politically correct, or even professional, at a press conference. I cursed out Omar from my couch many times this season, but truth be told, boring as it is, it's the injuries, stupid! Omar's not a bad GM after all. The Mets were one of the 5 best teams for three years running. There are 30 teams out there. A few bounces here and there and he's a genius. Players win championships, the bounce of the ball has more to do with it than Omar

Wanted '86, but...

After just missing in 1985 to those Cards', the Mets blew through '86, saving all the drama for the playoffs. And after missing last year (I had this same idea in 2008) and the year before, I convinced myself the Mets would roll in 2009, to continue the pattern. Come to think of it, 2000 followed a just miss in 1999 also. As teams go, it's not unusaul. But 2009 is already feeling like a roller coaster, even if it is way to early to characterize the season. Strange, because the line up feels good, the bullpen looks better, but the record isn't matching. If you have to have a bad month, April is the one.

Haven't been to Citi field yet, (I'm still waiting for Bank of America to process my 2nd mortgage) but some first hand accounts from people not easily impressed give it passing grades. I know I'm going to love it, but I have to say, yes Shea was somewhat of a dump, but so what? The grass was green, pristine, the dimensions were respectable, and the place did rock from time to time. They had beer and hot dogs, and other food in later years. All the bells and whistles, they're for girls. Now, I love the superior sex, more now than ever with my two little ones 5 and 3, but let's not forget why we go out to the park in the first place. It's to see a ball or two hit hard, and flash of leather, and some heat zipping by befuddled batters (on the other team). We don't need architecture for any of that, just open space (preferrably green). The grass was always so green, the dirt was always so brown, the bases so white. I suppose that still applies in the new park. I'll be sure to report my first.

Ollie loses it when mistakes happen behind him, we know this. Nothing boils the blood like walking in a run, but it's April. Take him out in the fifth? I'd rather see him implode, get good and roughed up. It's easy to say now since Casey Fossum threw four straight balls to yield the tie, but if I'm coach, I give Ollie a chance to lose the lead. Sixth or seventh, no way, but fifth in April? Let the guy fight some adversity. If he gets that out, it pays dividends down the road.

Every loss hurts, but don't snap. Twenty five games is the first indication. Fifty games and the team has a color. Seventy five games and you know where you stand, more or less. Right now, even with the lousy record, I'm still believing this team is for real.