And I’m sure beer sales get a boost when the heightened expectations fall. I can relate.
In terms of team management, the Mets are the perennial laughingstock of the league, if not the sports world. Want to quantify it? Sports Illustrated’s Tom Verducci did, and the Mets far and away provided the least amount of value to their fans per dollar spent last decade.
And what a decade it was. Start at the World Series, decline, get Robbie Alomar and Mo Vaughn and watch their careers plummet, bring in Kaz Matsui from Japan with high expectations and watch him flop, trade Scott Kazmir for a power arm attached to bad mechanics and a blown elbow (bring in a new GM with “full autonomy” to wash away the PR disaster that follows), pay Pedro Martinez $56 million for one quality season, make the definitively mediocre Jeff Suppan and Jeff Weaver look like the collective second coming of Walter Johnson in the 2006 NLCS, lose 12 of your last 17 games to choke and lose a playoff berth in 2007, fly your manager out to the west coast in 2008 and fire him after one game in the middle of the night, watch your bullpen implode to miss the playoffs by one game for the second year in a row.
2009? Everyone gets injured, the manager laughs it off, the VP of Development acts like a psychopath and gets fired (the GM rats out a reporter during the press conference that follows), more players get injured, players lose morale and faceplant on fly balls, drop pop-ups in nationally broadcast games, forget to touch third base when coming home, and generally play sloppy baseball. All this in a brand new stadium charging premium prices for tickets to watch a terrible product in a bad economy.