Feeling Sorry for the Mets

Yes, I know, I should be punched.

I am a Braves fan and yet I cannot help but feel sorry for the Mets. I hate their payroll and their big money acquisitions every year. I smiled a little inside the past two years with the late season collapses even though my team missed the playoffs. 

But come on, enough is enough. 

They are to the point where they cannot buy a break. Their bullpen cost them the season last year, so they sign to great closers.

Then their starting pitching fails to show up. Who is scary in their rotation? Johan Santana. John Maine, Mike Pelfrey, and Livan Hernandez have reached their ceilings as midrange number three or four starters, well in reality Hernandez reached this point 37 years ago. Oliver Perez is a disaster. 

Newcomer Daniel Murphy is a nice addition at the plate and a train wreck in the field. He looks so lost out there. Sheffield is not hitting and no one is scared of Ryan Church. David Wright is playing dreadfully. 

Tell me, what does this team have to look forward to?

I do not think they even have enough to get close enough for a late season collapse. Again, I appreciate when the big market teams lose, but the Mets did everything right. They signed the right players, unlike the Yankees, who are always one year behind the peak season. They addressed the issues. They just cannot buy a break. 

Am I a bad fan?

Probably, but I have a heart. I am going to my first game Monday and it will be the first Braves/Mets matchup. The Braves have strikeout machine Javier Vasquez v. Guess Who? Probably Livan Hernandez. The win will be at least a little bittersweet. 

This is the first and probably last post where I feel sorry for a New York baseball team. Back to appreciating poetic justice for the big money teams.