N.Y. Mets: Let's Be Friends To The End

From the desk of:  HEAD-BUTTING MR. MET

why? Why? WHY?

NEW YORK METS: The Saul B.Katz Dilemma Knows No Bounds.  They're Not Too Proud To Beg After All.

On 4.3079th day in this Age of WILPONianism, let it be known, that in the Year Twelve A.D. (After Doubleday), the Saul B.Katz Dilemma dispatched this letter to its fans via email.  Check the link, because I'm not wasting my time regurgitating it here.

The contents therein rank right up there, if not exceed ownership's infamous, and impotent exhortation,

"I wanna play meaningful games in September."

Why does this ownership continually embarrass itself?  The Wilpons (Saul's Dilemma) are so flawed, they're almost endearing.  However, I stress the word almost.

I realize the organization doesn't necessarily care about me, because I'm already loyal to the team.  Their intention is to try and draw in the next sucker.  But, was this really the way to go about it?  The short answer is an emphatic - NO!  In a city of 8 million people, you shouldn't have to beg any body.  Build a winner, and they will come.

You guys were doing good this year too.  Now this.  What a ponderous thing to do.

Uncle Saul's partner just doesn't get it, does he?  Gotham has demonstrated time and again, we can easily fill both Yankee Stadium and Citi Field, with 3+ million fans a season if you just put a competitive product on the field.  Asking fans to give this year's team a fair shake, just like we did for the 1969 and 1986 teams, is such an amateurish tactic, it borders on independent league.

What's next, asking Father Carmine for his blessing before every game?  Putting Jeff in a dunk tank?

I know....

Instead of pleading with fans, potential or otherwise, for their unconditional loyalty, how about penning a lengthy apology to the fans for inaugurating the de-evolution of the New York Metropolitan Baseball Club.



Mike.BTB