In a bizarre press conference before Friday’s loss to the Dodgers, Mets GM Sandy Alderson essentially conceded what many of us already know – there is no master plan for the Mets, and Alderson doesn’t have a clue as to what the Mets will do before the July 31 non-wavier trade deadline.
You cannot make this stuff up. So, let’s get right to words from the horse’s mouth and what Sandy Alderson said about the state of the Mets today and tomorrow:
Now, hold on a second. What’s with all this talk about the direction other teams are headed? So once again, the Mets are reactive instead of proactive, and their hands are tied behind their back until other teams get proactive?
Holy crap, is this guy for real, after all these years? He must think we are nothing but a bunch of idiots. Is Alderson even hearing what Mets fans and the media are saying? The answer again in his own words is, well, sorta…
I am hearing, but then again I’m not, and I never said I was listening. Okay, got it, Sandy. Meanwhile, rookie manager, Mickey Callaway, continues to beat the drum offering that “won-lost records don’t really matter.” Huh?
In another phase of the press conference, Sandy Alderson also said he would not turn down a trade for either or both Jacob deGrom or Noah Syndergaard if “20 prospects were offered in return”. This, my friends, has gone far beyond being bizarre.
Okay, let’s just give Sandy Alderson a mulligan and say he just had a bad day, and he was dreaming that the Mets score eight runs against Clayton Kershaw tonight. Where does that leave things?
Mets fans know precisely where it leaves them – nowhere. Stuck in the middle? Even that’s a dream when you look at the NL East Standings showing the Mets much closer to the last-place Marlins than they are to any of the top three teams in the Divison.
Oh, but wait, there’s something else Mets fans will love to hear. According to Sandy Alderson, Yoenis Cespedes will not play again until he is “pain-free”. That’s right, you and I will get up to go to work with a headache and a stiff back, but the Diva making millions can’t show up for work until he is absolutely, totally, unequivocally, pain-free. This, while David Wright wakes up every day working hard and dreaming of the day he can return to a major league field.
I’m tellin’ ya. You simply can’t make this stuff up. And it’s probably best we just leave it at that.