Is there anything worse that can be said about this organization than that, a year into new ownership, this feels Wilpon-ian? The background noise in the game is incredulity and laughter at what is transpiring - as if the Mets are trying to enlist someone to work in an unstable coal mine rather than to run baseball operations for MLB’s richest owner in the game’s biggest city. The undercurrent, which Sherman alludes to in his piece, is that everyone else is laughing at the Mets and, by extension, those of us who root for them: It offers all of the hot takes of local sports radio without the interruptions of endless commercials. Then again, that's the nature of Mets Twitter, and that's what makes me love it. In the New York Post, Joel Sherman's latest piece on the subject offers nothing that we haven't seen many times in the past month.Īs pessimistic as the media's coverage of all of this has slanted, Mets Twitter has become Apocalyptic at times. The Mets still have not hired anyone to head their baseball ops, and the press coverage continues to slant heavily to glass-half-empty commentary. There ain't no hill or mountain we can't climb ♩Ī couple more weeks have elapsed, but the song remains the same. The alarm went off the following day to an annoyingly familiar refrain: What seemed briefly promising was just more grist for negative coverage of the Mets. Sadly, those rumors proved to be unfounded. Reading about Arnold, he really did seem like a fantastic candidate for the position. Rather than inking an already famous name, the task would be to identify and hire the next great executive.įor a day or so at the end of October, there was a strong rumor linking the Mets with Matt Arnold, the Milwaukee Brewers GM under David Stearns. It seemed likely that the Mets would have to ferret out someone in the more obscure category of Assistant GMs. Although it would have been wonderful to see a quick, triumphant resolution to that search, such as a press conference introducing Theo Epstein, it seemed obvious even then that the most obvious candidates weren't coming. Because of this, the idea that "nobody wants the Mets' job" has become the common wisdom of media types.īack in October, when the smoking ruins of the Mets' 2021 season were still visible in the distance, I wrote about the search for a PBO. There hasn't been much leaking out of the Mets' executive search, and what has been made public is mostly about folks the Mets had targeted whose clubs denied permission or just weren't interested in taking the job. The Ancient Greek philosopher Aristotle famously postulated that "nature abhors a vacuum." While there is debate over the accuracy of Aristotle's theory, it is decidedly true of the horde of media that covers New York sports. I've been a fan of New York teams, including the Mets, for more than half a century. I understand the New York media market very well. For me, the crux of it all is I am not at all interested in those who don't want the Mets job - I'll check back in when there is something substantial on those who are interested in the position. It's gotten to the point where I've mostly stopped paying attention to the press reports. What evokes the movie is how the media coverage has coalesced into a uniformly negative take on what's happening. While this scenario is far from ideal, it's not what's making me hear the unwelcome saccharine strains of "I Got You Babe" playing on a loop each morning. Names keep getting bandied about in the press as candidates, then we soon read that the person isn't interested or their current club won't give the Mets permission to formally speak with them. We'd moved on from the Wilpons just about a year ago, but the club's ongoing search for someone to run their baseball operations is once again evoking memories of Harold Ramis' great film. New York Mets fans watched helplessly as the club seemed determined to continually repeat the same mistakes. Likewise, there was a Groundhog Day aspect to much of the Wilpon regime, particularly towards the end of that ill-fated era.
It served as an apt metaphor for my dating life for quite a few years, until one fortunate day where that all changed. Since it was released back in 1993, Groundhog Day has become synonymous with any situation that keeps repeating itself.
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