Halladay: I think it's the right move to hold on to the youngsters. The Mets can finish 4th without him and maybe second with him. 5 games out and 27 out are the same thing on November 1st.
Yankees Stuff: As much as I like killing the Mets for not having Old Timer's Day, the Yankees went a little nuts. There were tons of "really?" guys. When you can trot out Yogi Berra you don't need to invite Pat Kelly and Homer Bush.
I noticed that they had Bob Sheppard introduce Sterling and Kay. Presumably the re-used a recording from a previous ceremony. Weird move. I love Bob as much as anyone, I hope his health is ok, but it's time to let that one go. The new building is the perfect excuse - so just let Paul Olden do it for the next 50 years.
I think the Yankees go out of the way to trot Gooden out there. Sure he threw a no-hitter but it's not like he's Whitey Ford over there. At least it gives me evidence that if you pick up the phone it is relatively easy to get him to an Old Timer's Day.
Finally, don't forget about the Mets fans gathering at Two Boots tonight. While it's not great blogger etiquette, here's a blatant lift from the awesome
Uni Watch. I'm doing the lift because I'm lazy, I like what they wrote, and at the end of the day they just want the event promoted:
And Baked Agbayani for Dessert: Remember, live Mets uniform quiz contest tonight, at Two Boots. Festivities begin at 7pm and I’m told that I’ll be going on third, after Greg Prince and Jon Springer, and before Matt Silverman.
And if that’s not enough to entice you, check out this note from the evening’s host, Two Boots manager Phil Hartman:
We’ll be marking the occasion by serving up “The Montañez” — a spicy chorizo and andouille pizza, with a jalapeño pesto swirl. Fitting, I think, for the spicy and over-styled Willie. And at the bar, we will be serving “The Hammer,” the ingredients of which are as inscrutable as John Milner’s career.
I selected these because they sum up my feelings about the Mets. Milner was my favorite Met in the late ’70s, and he was traded for Montañez, perhaps my least favorite player in all of baseball. I specifically remember cursing the baseball gods when I heard about it. Yet within a few weeks of the onset of the ’78 season, I had become a big Monteñez fan — after all, he was now part of the family.
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