Well, are you surprised?
As I like to tweet, “Search your feelings, you know it to be true.”
The clues have been there for a year and many of you chose to ignore it.
Sandy told you what the payroll was.
I worked the math for you several times.
If Jose ever said, “I want to be on the Mets forever” it never registered in my brain. I can find the DW version of that in two seconds.
Your final memory of Jose Reyes? Him not taking the field for the second inning. He didn’t even let you get your goodbye. Took the money and ran.
Sandy never made an offer. Jose never called.
I feel really bad for those of you who haven’t gone through this. Your youth now gone forever to Miami. Your favorite player will come to Queens a few times a year and eventually become your ex-favorite player.
The Mets will get killed on this.
Matt Cerrone from MetsBlog, who is a few years younger than me, nails the emotion. This is his June 15th, 1977:
That is the probably the smart approach. It doesn’t matter, though, because I’m just not happy about it. Right now, I don’t really care about what’s most prudent, and what helps this team long-term, or what will get them to increase revenue and be more consistent down the road. Maybe when Spring Training comes, when I’m full of hope, sunshine and optimism, I can be more measured about this and know it’s for the best. Maybe. However, right now, all I can think about is how the Marlins just ran off with my favorite player … and that sucks.
Sorry gang. But this was coming, and you had to know deep down.