After watching the Mets lose to the Phillies Saturday, allowing 3 unearned runs and getting shut out, I realized that,  like my relationship with the Rangers, I am caught in bad romance with the Mets. What, you say, have the Mets to do with the New York Rangers? The similarities between the two teams are frightening.

A fish is rotten from the head down. So are the Mets and the Rangers.  Wilpons/Dolans, Minaya/Sather, Manuel/Tortorella, the comparisons are downright scary. While I doubt that the Wilpons are  disinterested and inept as is Dolan, their failure to shore up the team by forking over cash for better pitching makes them just as bad owners.

Minaya and Sather thought/think the answer to their poor signings and team construction is to fire two perfectly good coaches, Randolph/Renney, when things inevitably started to slide because of  their malfeasance. Their answers were to bring in other coaches who have even less of a clue what to do and then proceeded to get worse results. They sign players for big money like Jason Bay and Wade Redden only to watch  those players tank.  

Sitting in the delightful Citifield and basking in its splendor, I came to the realization that you can put a pig in a brand new, beautifully appointed sty but at the end of the day it’s still going to behave like  a pig . Witness the whole K-Rod situation. And no matter how many diversions Citifield has, if the product on the ice, oops, I mean field, isn’t entertaining what’s the point of watching.

Lastly, I was sitting in Promenade box seats. In the upper deck behind me there had to be the six busloads of Phillie fans I saw in the parking lot. Some of them are probably Flyer fans that come to the Garden, sit up in the Blues and get in our faces. That just adds insult to injury.

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Caught in a bad romance

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