scribed by metsfan73
Being a fan of this team is like watching a loved one die. You know the end is coming, but you are continually taunted by "a good" day. "I can't believe she died, she had such a good day yesterday..." Now, let's look at our NY Mutts: coming out of the most ridiculous idea in Major League Baseball, inter-league play, the Mutts had just "swept" a two game shortened series from the despised NY Yankees. We were riding high...then came the losses: a double header in Atlanta, followed by two more losses to the Braves, losing two of three to Colorado, etc.
Then came The Meeting (insert ominous music here). The beginning of a winning streak, followed by more losses - you get the point.
Let me make this perfectly clear: I do not dislike Willie Randolph the man. Willie Randolph the manager makes me convulse uncontrollably. This is his fourth year, and still can't comprehend the double switch. God forbid a pitcher work himself out of a jam when you can use a Feliciano or a Schoeneweis for ONE BATTER! Maybe the Mets should make a rule that Willie can't make a pitching change until he can count to 100 in Swahili, and must use this system for pitch counting. No Swahili to English dictionaries will be allowed. Then, we can be sure Maine, Vargas, Perez, et. al. can at least have the potential to finish what they've started. Nothing drives me more crazy than Willie's misuse of an already decimated bull pen, unless you are talking about his disdain for young players. He claims he likes the young players better, because he can "mold" them. Why start Angel Pagan, when you have Methuselah Alou? Why have Heilman be a starting pitcher when you have El Denture Hernandez? I know Omar provides these players, but Willie has to put the best line-up on the field to win games. That smart ass arrogant Yankee attitude kills me. Not that he needs to panic, but he should at least realize that his team is falling apart, and something other than the status quo needs to be done. Cruise control doesn't work.
Talk me in folks, I'm on the ledge...