After months of vacillating, I bit the bullet and purchased this t-shirt today:
For a while I hoped it might come down in price or that a former MLB.com co-worker might be able to snag one for me at that company’s annual sample sale, but I grew concerned that Extra-Base Omir could be traded from the Mets soon and the shirt become unavailable.
I couldn’t risk moving forward in this life without owning the Omir Santos t-shirt, and so, while I realize there’s a strong possibility it will be hugely discounted in the near future, the extra $10 or whatever was worth the peace of mind I gain in knowing that the Omir Santos shirt will certainly be mine in short time.
Sadly, I imagine I will not be able to resist the temptation to crack the bag open and start wearing it soon after Opening Day, even though I recognize the shirt will get progressively funnier as Santos fades into oblivion.
Or perhaps it will become funnier yet if by some chance his tenure in Flushing proves enough to gain him entry in Major League Baseball’s weird and somewhat arbitrary fraternity of backup catchers, and in 10 years wearing it will be akin to wearing something commemorating Henry Blanco’s rookie season with the Rockies in 1999.
Either way, it should arrive at my doorstep by the end of next week, meaning it is entirely possible the Mets part ways with Santos the same day I begin ironically owning a t-shirt in his honor.