Saturday, January 01, 2005

Then and Now

36 hours and we go back to the table. It's only been four years, but it seems like so much longer since Steve Phillips took out a gun and executed the Mets' credibility in the free agent market by screeching to the media like a newborn banshee. He wailed to anyone and everyone that Scott Boras was a big old mean man and that Alex Rodriguez was a no goodnik me me me me me guy who takes and takes and takes. He basically sounded like a catankerous toddler and the overburdened mother of six - all at the same time. His incompetence signaled a screeching halt to the good mojo that took the Mets to the NL pennant in 2000. He shunned and attempted to assassinate the man who sat in the stands watching his childhood team lose to the Yankees -- the Yankees that were led by his best friend. Every Met fan had some momentary desire to see A-Rod jump out of the stands, DDT Mike Bordick and run out to shortstop for the Mets. It seemed right, and it seemed all the team needed to do in order to take the next step. But it was not done. And worse than that, the team tried to shift the blame onto Rodriguez and Boras. It was one of the worst executive decisions I've ever seen. Maybe Boras incensed Phillips by catching him in a compromising position with a staffer, who knows. Who knows the real story. All I know is the outcome -- it totally sucked.

So here we are, four years later, with a chance at some redemption. Let's hope that we find good luck when we sit down at the table. Let's also hope that we have the good sense to fold with a smile if the game gets out of hand.


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