The End of My Rope

Sixty Feet, Six Inches Correspondent IAugust 23, 2009

NEW YORK - AUGUST 23:  Jeff Francoeur #12 of the New York Mets reacts after hitting into an unassisted triple play by Eric Bruntlett #4 of the Philadelphia Phillies to end  their game on August 23, 2009 at Citi Field in the Flushing neighborhood of the Queens borough of New York City.  (Photo by Al Bello/Getty Images)

I've sort of given up on baseball this year. That's a big reason my posts lately have been sparse: with the Mets being so utterly decimated by injury and so bad, and the Red Sox playing largely uninspiring ball (at least it seems that way, what with being perpetually seven games or so behind the Yankees), it's hard for me to have any opinions behind simple depression and malaise.

But I saw something today that annoyed me, and brought me a bit out of my baseball stupor.

Evidently, Omar Minaya has gotten the dreaded "vote of confidence" from Mets ownership. And I'm honestly unsure how I feel about that, though I know for sure that all of my feelings are bad ones.

One one hand, I feel like I would really like to see a change in the front office somewhere. Minaya has, during his tenure, been pretty good at the Big Acquisition. He picked up players like Pedro Martinez, Carlos Beltran, and Frankie Rodriguez via free agency, and players like Carlos Delgado, Johan Santana, and J.J. Putz via the trade. Most of these acquisitions have worked out well.

The problems have been more with the little pick-ups, primarily with the ones that have not been made. In the past, holes have always appeared on the Met team plan; one year the rotation falls apart, the next it's the bullpen. You get the idea. These holes happen to every team, but the great GMs close them.

Theo Epstein appears to constantly be working to push the Red Sox toward some unknown level of perfection—he adds a piece here, another there, like some kind of benevolent deity. Omar Minaya does not do this.

I'd just like to feel at some point that the Mets have a plan like the Red Sox always seem to have. The difference between the two teams is that of timing: The Red Sox act preemptively, where Minaya and the Mets react.

Sometimes, though, even that doesn't happen. Take this year, for example. With a rash of injuries to key players, the only real new guy to join the team has been Jeff Francoeur (for whom the Mets gave up Ryan Church, not really solving any problems). There have been no other reinforcements.

The Cardinals add Matt Holliday. The Phillies add Cliff Lee. The Red Sox add Victor Martinez. The Mets do nothing. The claim is that the future shouldn't be mortgaged for the present, but considering how badly the present sucks, I think that just a little help wouldn't be too much to ask for.

On the other hand, though, I feel like perhaps an unfair standard is being set. I'm a Red Sox fan as well as a Mets fan, so I compare everyone to Theo Epstein. This maybe isn't right, since Theo Epstein is awesome. Minaya can't keep people from getting hurt (unless it's the fault of the team's trainers, in which case that's his fault too), and he can't replace the whole team in the middle of a season.

But he should do something. He should at the very least make it look like the team is still trying to win. and to this point, he hasn't even done that.

So I come to this decision. Omar Minaya has run out of chances. He's not to blame for this season turning out the way it has, but the last two seasons were his fault. His reaction to the unfolding of this season has been unsatisfactory. And quite honestly, I, for one, am at the end of my rope.

I'm tired of this team looking like a bad AA team. I'm tired of being a joke. I'm tired of wasted money, wasted chances, and wasted years of David Wright's career. I want a new GM. At least then we'll all know that Jeff Wilpon is still paying attention.

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