Originally Posted by niss
Just reading the statements attributed to Jerry Manuel on Metsblog, and I threw up all over myself. "Manuel said he will use Perez against left-handed batters in situational spots, in addition to working multiple innings."
I don't know who is responsible for this decision, but any incompetent could tell you that this is the worst possible option.
I have been a Mets' fan since my first game in 1972. I, as all Mets' fans, have been through a lot in rooting for this team for so long, from the miserable teams of the mid-70s and early-80s, to trading Tom Seaver for a used catcher's mask, to the disappointments of 85, 87, 88, etc., to Kenny Rogers, to losing to the Yankees in the WS, to Victor Zambrano, to the two epic collapses of the past two years ... and I, as all Mets' fans, have stuck with them through all of this nonsense.
But I have to say that this may be it for me. This is a mickey mouse rinky dink piece of crap organization, with a new park that's got more Dodgers' stuff in it than Mets', with seats behind home plate that don't let you see the whole field, with a team that doesn't hustle, doesn't play fundamentally sound baseball, with largely bad signings, and now this. They have no commitment to winning. A commitment to winning would have been either sending him to the minors or DL'ing him if he refused. Yet Manuel says he wasn't even asked to go to the minors. Incredible.
I tell you, I've really had it with this group. I hope I am wrong, and they go on a streak, and my butt his firmly planted on my couch watching them race into first, but I don't see it, and moves like this give me no confidence whatsoever. And I'm tired of it. I'm tired of the excuses. I'm tired of the stupid GM tricks. I'm tired of not sliding, not backing up, swinging at the first pitch after two walks when the pitch is at your ankles, relievers who walk the lead off man, blah blah.
Give me the teams from the 70s. These teams sucked. Hard. But they played hard. They gave their best. And in 1981, which was a strike season, when this putrid squad of Mets were within a few games of first late in the second-half part of the season, the fans were into it. I was into it. I'm not now.
I hope we look back on this post in September, and everyone is laughing at me for overreacting like the mental patient fan I belittle. I'm not feeling it now though. This feels a lot more like '91 and '92 than '86, or '00, or '06.