Goodbye, Farewell, Amen: Daniel Murphy (#imwith28)

Bumping up from Friday’s post

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And so my favorite player moves on.

This happens.  It happens inevitably.  Nobody plays forever.

Tom Seaver left. I lived. It still hurts.

Lee Mazzilli left. I lived. It still hurts.

Seaver and Mazz came back, I rejoiced.  Mazz even got a ring!

They left again.  Maybe some day Murph comes back, maybe he doesn’t.

Murph was never ever appreciated around here, except for three glorious weeks in October 2015. I come away with having a ballplayer I loved watching from 2008-2015, with most of the town and the mainstream media trying to run him out of town the entire way.

Now Murph will land somewhere where he is actually wanted.  Whether it is the Dodgers or somewhere else, he will be welcomed as an addition not a distraction.

I’ll buy his jersey no matter which of the 29 teams he lands on.  I will root for him.  I will even root for him to go 4 for 4 off the Mets so that I can be “right.”  You can get mad at me for that, but I will.

And so we move on.  Someone else will become my favorite player (my second favorite player had been Wheeler, so he at least temporarily ascends the throne.)

I will be the harshest critic of Dilson Herrera you’ve ever seen, whether that is rational or not.  Hey, it took me 5 years to warm up to that Mookie fellow that started taking ABs from Lee back in 1981. I can still remember listening to WHN with the transistor under my pillow and wondering why the stupid Mets weren’t playing Lee.

So Murph, thanks for a good ride. I’m glad you got a chance this October to show people what you can do.  See you at Old Timers’ Day in 2030.  Oh yeah, we don’t do that, but we will still be paying Bobby Bonilla.  Stupid Mets.

Please join us, Bobby Valentine, Tim Teufel and Buddy Harrelson on January 23rd at the Queens Baseball Convention.