NEW YORK METS: Into the Iceberg Aboard the S.S. Wilpon!
We were soooo close. We were only an agreement and a prayer from Salvation. We? - Us Met Fans; that's who. And now..., the S.S. Wilpon has become untethered and headed right back into the choppy waters off Flushing Bay and rough times in METropolis...again; (...as if we ever left).
Welcome to day three thousand five hundred and eighty-whatever in the AGE of WILPONianism. Or, as I like to call it, Met Year 11 A.D. (After Doubleday). Those familiar with my Mets' blog; HEAD-BUTTING MR. MET; should be fully aware of what comes next.
That's right; it's time for another installment of: THE SAUL B. KATZ DILEMMA.
Que the frightful music for effect now - DNNN! Dnnn! Dnnn!
The Saul B. Katz Dilemma for the unlearned, is the name Proper, for everything and all things ponderous which occurs at CITI by the Bay while under sole ownership of the Wilpons. Why the Saul B. Katz Dilemma? ....Because the silent partner and family member is just a victim to Mr. Wilpon's pursuit of uncharted and unqualified futility.
Folks, your favorite broken-toy store; Mets-R-Us; is in trouble ...again. Day manager Lil' Jeffery and his Pop; Wilpon the Elder; looked a bail-out in the eye and did what most Fans have come to expect from their Club Keepers; - They Blew It! - Just like they did constructing this friggin' new park with a wall that even has descendants of the builders of China's Great Wall laughing at us!
The Wilpons want a small silent partner with a large checkbook; who will idly sit by with no say in Club matters for his/her investment dollar. David Einhorn, as we've learned, is too smart a man to agree to such a deal. He stalks companies and isn't into twiddling his thumbs. But as a Met fan himself, he wanted to save this organization from it's low-aspiring owner who's only wish in life is to play "meaningful games in September".
Well...LOOK AROUND FRED! There will be no bunting draped over the railings of Citi Field next month; will there!? When this season ends, you're going to need all of five workers to clean up the scattered peanut shells polluting section 318; row "it doesn't matter" ...because you've given us every reason in METropolis to stay home. Your fan base has had with you Mr. Wilpon! There's only one sure-fire way to get this fan base off your case Fred; and that's to disappear. Be gone from us already!
I'm not quite sure the Wilpons realize the magnitude of our disgust with them. So let's just continue to put this very plainly; shall we? ....What a bunch of maroons...! There ought to be a law against such idiocy; at least when it comes to our beloved team! It is believed, somewhere in the Bible Code there's a panel that reads, "Wilpon is a schmuck"!
C'mon! This is three decades with this Waste; minus ONE World Series that the smartest man Wilpon ever hired; (Frank Cashen); built for us twenty five years ago.
As if predicted by the prophet Dim-Bulb himself, the Wilpons recommitted themselves to failure. Their wishy-washy ways have bit them in the posterior yet again! And thus, the SAUL B. KATZ DILEMMA continues; full steam ahead.
Without David Einhorn; or any outside independent interests; the upper tier of the Mets' Executive Board will remain an inbred consortium of chimps who couldn't pile two blocks on top of each other; much less run a Major League Baseball club.
From David Einhorn's statement, the Wilpons changed the terms of the deal that made it impossible for Einhorn to agree with. And now, I am at the intolerant portion of my disdain for Club practices and the mess we find our once very proud organization in.
Now, I must contemplate how I will CHANGE THE TERMS of my personal/social contract with the governing body (non-elect) of this organization. And I'll tell you why. Because according to the latest rumored plan, the Wilpons now intend to break up shares of the team into smaller, more sell-able lots, and offer them within the Wilpon and Katz' families. If that be the case, then for the foreseeable long term future, and duration of my lifetime, we'll be subjected to this ownership's constant ignorance and failure to grasp a clue.
But until we find out who the other interested parties who would even consider buying a chunk of the team under the Wilpon's terms are, I'll refrain from saying what I really feel.
I think I've been very diplomatic when it comes to the Wilpons; and think I have even been quite forgiving too. I even took time out to write a sincere essay on why we should back Fred Wilpon. So don't for a second, call this posting...harsh.
This was warranted.
Please save us Eddie Kranepool. Please help us from smashing into the iceberg. You're our only hope!