The Mets need a new public face.
Here we are on another random Tuesday and once again the flagship station of the Mets is moderating the discussion with fans where all agree on one thing: the Mets look like idiots.
Maybe they aren’t idiots but they look like idiots. That’s their problem?
Our problem? Choosing how we spend our disposable income and limited free time.
If you’re passionate enough to be reading some blog like this, you’re never going to just quit on this team. You may become less motivated to buy tickets or spend a sunny Sunday in front of the tv. Long term that hurts “the Wilpons” which is ground well discussed.
I propse the Mets need a new face. I will call this person “director of baseball operations.”. Maybe someone ha that title now, again not my problem and the title doesn’t matter.
This person’s job: be “the buck stops here” guy. It probably should be Dave Howard but Dave has no credibility with me until he admits there are obstructed views.
When you think “the Wilpons” do you get happy or mad? What if I say “Omar?”. “Dave Howard” “Jay Horwitz”. All these names have been tainted in the minds of the fans.
It might bot be fair, but perception is reality and selling the dream is what gets people to spend money.
Give us a new face. On metablog Cerrone recently mentioned when Steinbrenner was percieved as a maniac. Gene Michaels came in and righted the ship. 10 years later George was a NYC folk hero. Winning will do that.
Find someone who is media savvy without being too slick. Someone who can field the call from Carton. Someone who can be percieved to be the good guy who is bringing team history back. Someone who can admit the obstructed views exist. Someone who can say that he is reviewing the team’s medical staff.
I’m just a fan like you. I’m not a baseball insider or a beat writer so I don’t have a list of names for you.
What I do have is an ear to the ground. I understand the fans because I am one. I’m telling you Mets, the wallets are closed. Show me someone new, I don’t trust any of you with “my” team. Yes you own it, but guys like me pay for it.
You are selling the word “believe” again this year. Give me someone I can trust.