Omar is on the way out. That's certainly no secret. It's only a matter of time. His legacy will be dissected by Mets fans forever, as they do whenever a Manager, GM, or just about every player who leaves this disjointed and disassociated franchise.
To say that the Mets are in disarray is putting it mildly. Recently the ownership, specifically Jeff Wilpon, has been under sever criticism and scrutiny for his meddling and trying to be too involved with the baseball operation of the team. Duh!
It's his team, and the last time I looked, if you were the owner of any company in America you could clearly do whatever the hell you pleased, whether it is determined to be good or bad for the organization. In Wilpon's case, it's clearly bad.
Whether you believe the Madoff scandal affected the running of the Mets organization, it really doesn't matter. Would the Mets have spent more than the $130 million already this year to field a better product? Would Wilpon have left Minaya to do his job without the so called interference he's received? Who knows.
Here's my beef, and whoever the reader chooses to blame for this discrepancy, I will gladly leave it up to them.
Flashback to 2005. The Mets were starting to make some seriously good moves in player personnel to put the team back into contention in the National League East. The Braves were getting older and falling on hard times. There was much celebration in my household with that news.
The Phillies were an upcoming threat, based on their fine farm system that was was being built from the ground up and would surely be contenders over the next couple of years.
The 2006 Mets were, without a doubt, one of the two or three best teams in all baseball, and you will not get any serious arguments about that. Willie Randolph, although a relatively young and inexperienced manager, was doing well enough despite some concerns about the way he was handling the pitchers. But he had Peterson, the "Guru of Oakland" by his side, and mediocre pitchers like Oliver Perez and John Maine were on their way to 15 won seasons.
The vastly better managed St. Louis Cardinals ended the 2006 dream with a called third strike which followed the greatest defensive catch in Mets history. It was a bitter pill to be swallowed and Carlos Beltran, perhaps one of the best players of his generation, was never forgiven for that called third strike.
Perhaps here was when the ownership started to interfere with the baseball operations of the team. The collapse of 2007 and 2008, the firing of Willie Randolph, the hiring of that loser Jerry Manuel, and the rash of injuries and questions about the Mets medical procedures have lead us to where we are now.
In the meantime, The Braves have become resurgent and the Phillies, the first team in baseball history to lose 10,000 games, are on their way to competing in three straight World Series. Ugh!
We are talking about the Phillies. Are you kidding me? Except for a brief spell in the late 70s through 1983, they were the laughingstock of all baseball. The fifth largest city in the United States and with an ownership that was so cheap, if they bought a cheese steak at Ginos or Pats they would pull out half the meat to resell it themselves.
First, they build a state of the art new stadium. Then the pocketbook opens up and they are able to outbid the super powerhouses of the baseball world: The Yankees and the Red Sox, for the likes of Cliff Lee, Raul Ibanez, Roy Oswald, and the best pitcher in the game bar none, Roy Halliday, who will just happen to win his 20th game of the season this week and virtually bury the Atlanta Braves.
Players want to go to Philadelphia. Can you believe that? I have trouble believing it because I spent 20 years at 10 miles from the Vet and it was the worst stadium I ever had the privilege to attend. What a dump.
The Mets call themselves a big market franchise? That is without a doubt the biggest joke on the planet. In order to get back into the hunt it's going to take a lot more than a new General Manager and a new Manager. What it's going to take is a brand new owner or a complete turnaround, on the part of Jeff Wilpon, which is as likely as his money being returned by Bernie Madoff.
I am not a doom and gloom guy. Many of you know, reading my "Anatomy of a Franchise" series by attending the opening day game on April 12, 1962, at the Polo Grounds that my fan hood bleeds orange and blue. That's why I'm in total despair as I see and relive 1989 all over again.
For my younger Mets fans, I would say, as Bon Jovi once beautifully said "Keep The Faith." However if you're a New Yorker as I am, in my mind and in my heart, this is not an easy process.
Seriously, you can probably kiss 2011 and 2012 goodbye right now, as this team needs to be rebuilt from the ground up. I truly believe that trading Reyes and/or Wright is not the answer, because their best years are still ahead of them.
But with that said, major changes are going to have to take place, and if that means to trade away top players for prospects and develop markets like Cuba, Korea, Japan, Venezuela, Puerto Rico, and the Dominican, then maybe pulling the plug on Omar may not be the right thing to do.
Like it or not, the Latin players are the immediate future for the game of baseball. 10 years from now it will be China and whoever gets there first will reek the benefits. Can anyone guess why the Yankees are already getting so involved there? Let's face the facts, the bottom line is the ownership, and the Wilpons must go. If not, I know for sure that I'll never see a championship flag fly over Citi Field.
I'm going on 66 and plan to hang around here until I'm at least 85, and I'd really like to see at least a World Series appearance. My biggest nightmare, however is a recurring dream that sees the Phillies and the Braves taking turns playing the Skankees every year in the World Series and seeing Carlos Beltran in a Braves uniform hitting a Grand Slam with the bases loaded in the bottom of the ninth, three runs behind and winning Game 7. Oh my God!