There is little original thought coming through in the blargosphere lately, as signified by the great hubub over the Mets new commemorative patch, seen above. I don't plan on remedying this problem other than to note the subliminal message the Mets are sending (see the title of this post). But, if you need distraction from the horrors of the Mets' corporate-on-corporate sodomization (they are thrilled Citi allowed them to use orange!
), here are a few exceptions:
Leitch is commenting on the Mets again. Check it out, mediated by CSTB
as it always should be.
Are you comfortable with the Mets offense counting on Wright, Reyes, and Beltran? That seems like a lot of pressure for an offense that seems addicted to late-season collapse. This team still needs an offensive re-boot and its freaking me out that nothing is being done. If you missed it, here is my "insta-plan" for the rest of the Mets offseason spending:
With the money saved on inaugural patch design:
1. Sign Ben Sheets to short, incentive-laced deal , hold nose and give up draft pick(s), sign another retread for the rotation just in case
2. Sign Manny to what the market will bear, or get Adam Dunn for Chrissakes.
3. Find a diamond in the minor-league-rough catcher to "back up" and hopefully depose B-Schneid by midseason. his suckitude will be a 2009 sub-plot otherwise.
4. For shits and giggles, you could waive Castillo and sign Hudson.
5. Find another bat for bench (someone who can play first base?) and a reliever or two (a lefty?)
For a mere $40 mil or so, problems solved!
Is it fair to bust on the Mets for having a shitty sense of style when they have so many other problems (holes in the rotation and at the corner outfielding spots, question marks at second, catcher, rightfield and the bullpen, GM with no plan, Owner facing gigantic financial losses)?
To be fair, at least we should compare patches from other teams, no?
Here's the Br*ves' "In-Aw-Girl" Patch, as they spelled it, from the opening of Turner Field in 1997:
And the Washington Nationals' emblem from a couple years ago:
And here, finally, is the patch the Philadelphia club will be wearing this season.
Labels: patches, plans, platitudes