The Mets Police

To all Giants fans everywhere I’d like to apologize on behalf of NBC and the NFL.

As you know this week’s game has been shifted to an 8:15pm start.  At 9pm the air temperature is expected to be 29 degrees, but it will feel like 17.

Jets fans should not feel left out.   There’s a 99% chance that your week 17 game will also be moved to a warm December night.

Enjoy the game, and don’t forget to send off that PSL check for $20,000.

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I stumbled across this:  Hardball And Kingman.  Excerpts below from a long entertaining piece you should check out.

I readily admit that I am disturbingly fascinated by Dave Kingman — more fascinated than anyone should be about a man who famously sent a live rat to a reporter. Mostly it comes down to my theory: I think Kingman could have been a great player only he did not particularly want to be a great player.

My main proof for this is the 1979 baseball season. Kingman was playing for the Chicago Cubs that year. And I had always heard that in the months before that season, Kingman decided he finally would show everyone just how great he could be if he actually tried. Up to that point, Kingman had been one of the most absurd players in baseball history — he hit a lot of home runs, and he struck out an obscene number of times, and he got hurt a lot, and he only played defense in the loosest definition of the word, and he was traded and waived three times in the same year (and released at the end of that year). He also seemed to have a unique ability to make everybody really despise him.

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in New York, the much-publicized Dave Kingman character came out — here was the moody Kingman who swung hard at everything, who almost never walked, who pulled everything, who hit 500-foot home runs and 325-foot pop-ups, who ran the bases like a child coming in for dinner, who played defense not just poorly but with utter disdain. He did mash 36 and 37 home runs his two full years with the Mets, and Shea was a terrible hitters park. Those home runs seemed to be the only things that intrigued him at all about baseball. The Mets traded him in ‘77, the Padres waived him, the Angels traded him and the Yankees let him go.*

Yesterday I explored some candidates for the best Met of the 1990’s.   There were some really poor candidates.   Bobby Jones?   Todd Hundley and his .240 average?   The despised Bobby Bonilla?

Nope.

The um “greatest” (cough) Met of the horrible 1990’s is…

John Franco!

Yes the ever not-so-reliable John Franco is the greatest Met of the 1990’s.  

You could always count on John to come in, walk two guys, get a double play, give up another hit to make it interesting, and then get the save.

The great John Franco who left the Reds just in time to let Randy Myers win a ring with the 1990 Reds.

The great John Franco who was so great he had to give up his number to another player.

Why John Franco?

268 Saves baby!

268 saves is the only stat accumulation of any kind for a Met during the 1990’s.   John was the only player to play ever season of the decade (and I believe joins Ed Kranepool as the only Met to play a full decade).

Todd Hundley’s 124 HRs and 397 RBI’s just aren’t enough – especially because he lasted about five more minutes as a Met once Piazza showed up.

Congratulations to John Franco and everyone in the Mets front office that made the 90’s such a rousing success!

Thanks again to Mets Walkoffs for crunching the numbers.

Rats. I was all excited that the Mets trotted out K-Rod and Putz in the almost traditional Mets pinstripes (I say almost because of the dopey black shading).

Unfortunately today's papers have an ad with Putz and Francisco (K-Rod is dumb and makes me think of certain people in the Bronx) and they are wearing the silly no-pins. At least the no-pins are white and not black.

Come on Mets, know your fans. We want the traditional uniforms. Why must you be difficult?

I re-offer the Mets Police compromise: wear pinstripes and blue hats at home, wear "1973" jerseys (with blue hats) on the road – no names on either – and on Sunday wear whatever you want to sell, market or just look awful in. If you want to have pink polka dot Sunday alternates fine.

Wear black, half black, green, white no-pins, Negro league throwbacks, Dodger uniforms, Citibank logos, whatever pleases you – but look like a baseball team the other 6 days.

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