I’m not sure I’m willing to go that far just yet, but the 32-year-old Cuban defector who came to the Mets on loan from Tabasco of the Mexican League is quietly quieting some doubters — this one included — in 2010.

Valdes has struck out more than a batter an inning and more than three times as many guys as he’s walked. And he has induced enough weak contact that it’s reasonable to argue he’s unlucky to hold a 3.20 ERA. He has yielded a high .361 batting average on balls in play despite an 18.8% line-drive rate, and his FIP is nearly a run lower than his ERA. Plus, in small samples, Valdes has actually been much more successful against right-handed batters than lefties.

Valdes’ solid but unspectacular five innings in relief of John Maine last night has Mets fans speculating that Valdes could take Maine’s place in the rotation if Maine is actually injured.

Dillon Gee has struggled of late for the Triple-A Bisons. Pat Misch has pitched well, but with predictably unexceptional peripherals. (Also, his name is an anagram for “Sh-t Camp.” “Raul Valdes,” on the other hand, is an anagram for “Larva Duels,” which I imagine would be awesome to watch.)

The problem with starting Valdes is mostly that there’s almost nothing in his past to suggest he’s anywhere near this good. In the Minors from 2005-07, Valdes struck out 6.8 batters per nine innings and allowed a ton of hits. He was a starter for most of it, so it’s reasonable to expect he would pitch a bit better in a relief role. Not this much better, though.

Way, way crazier things have happened in samples this small, so the early success is not necessarily an indicator that it’s all suddenly clicking for Valdes, or something like that.

But since Valdes hasn’t pitched in the U.S. since 2007, there’s some chance he picked up a new pitch or approach in Mexico that has made him more effective. I can’t find any Mexican League stats for Valdes, so I don’t even have any clues. There’s not much about Valdes’ tenure in Mexico in Adam Rubin’s excellent profile of the pitcher from last month.

Finally, I’m open to the possibility that the Valdes pitching for the Mets is the beneficiary of some sort of international identity conspiracy. Mostly I’m open to that because I think it’d be kind of awesome and not because I think it’s actually plausible, but check this out: Not only is Valdes pitching far better at the Major League level than he ever did in the Minors, but the headshot on his MiLB.com player page is clearly not him.

Could that be the real Raul Valdes, the one who suffered a 6.30 ERA in 131 1/3 Triple-A innings? Did the Olmecas de Tabasco loan the Mets a ringer?

No, probably not. But it’d be pretty sweet if they did.

By now you know the whole saga that unfolded last night, during and after the Mets’ 10-7 win over the Nats. Jerry Manuel pulled John Maine after five slow and ineffective pitches, even though Maine wanted to continue pitching. After the game, the Mets told reporters that Maine was heading to see a doctor in New York.

Only they forgot to tell Maine. Maine lashed out at his manager and pitching coach for doubting him, then Dan Warthen capped the evening by calling Maine a “habitual liar, in a lot of ways, as far as his own health.”

First things first: Manuel was absolutely right to pull Maine from the game. I’m never quick to defend the Mets’ beleaguered manager, but if he left Maine in and Maine got shelled (or hurt, or more hurt), we would be torching Manuel today for trotting out a fastball pitcher who couldn’t crack 85.

And it’s hard to blame Maine for wanting to stay in the game. John Maine didn’t become a Major Leaguer by rolling over at the first sign of a challenge or without desperately wanting the ball in his hand every fifth day. If Maine was throwing fastballs in the low-80s, something was likely wrong with him. But it’s not on John Maine to diagnose or police himself. Baseball players should want to play baseball.

Where everything went wrong, as it so often does with the Mets, was when it came time to communicate what had happened. Maine claimed he never got a good explanation from his manager, no one thought to tell Maine the Mets wanted him to see a doctor, and then Warthen went ahead and called Maine a liar.

So really, the only breaking news here is that the Mets, for once, actually pulled an aching player before he further injured himself. John Maine getting hurt is no surprise. The Mets improperly communicating a message internally is nothing new. And Dan Warthen throwing players under the proverbial bus isn’t, either. Remember, this is the same guy who tried to blame some of the team’s 2009 pitching woes — his primary responsibility — on catchers who couldn’t call games.

It’s vaguely notable that Warthen said even a single negative word about Maine, a pitcher whose career has taken a veritable nosedive since the Mets hired their current pitching coach. Under Rick Peterson, Maine averaged 5.9 innings per start (and didn’t miss many starts), a 3.83 ERA and a 4.28 FIP. Under Warthen, he’s averaged 5.1 innings per start (and missed a bunch of them) with a 4.86 ERA and a 4.91 FIP.

It’s the worst type of post hoc ergo propter hoc argument to say Maine’s struggles are the result of Warthen’s hiring, as there are plenty of other factors — especially injury — that could turn a pitcher’s fortune. But since there have always been concerns about Maine’s arm strength and stamina, and since Peterson is a renowned expert on biomechanics, it’s at least worth noting that Maine’s run of arm issues started a little over a month after Warthen replaced Peterson.

It should also be noted that after calling Maine a habitual liar, Warthen called him a “warrior” and “a competitor” and basically said all the right things. But if I’m Dan Warthen right now, with all sorts of internal change looming on the horizon, I’m not saying anything at all — especially if someone asked me about John Maine, the embodiment of all the struggles the Mets’ staff has had in the past two years.

In case you’ve missed it, Buffalo Bisons slugger Mike Hessman is mashing homers at a Ruthian rate up by Lake Erie.

This is Hessman’s ninth season in the International League. He hits right-handed and plays most of the corners, though he’s also logged time in the middle infield at points.

This video is his 13th home run of the season. He hit his 14th last night, but it wasn’t quite as impressive to look at:

Chris Carter is not at all shruggy. He is rabidly committed to self-improvement. Carter did not know the Mets lineup this afternoon, a few minutes after the clubhouse opened. He asked me for it, and I handed him my Blackberry.

“Oh man,” Carter said, upon seeing that he was not starting. He quickly brightened. “I’ll get better today,” he said, before walking away. “I’ll be better tomorrow. Get better every day.”

He was serious.

– Andy Martino, N.Y. Daily News.

I’ve got nothing.

Here’s a friendly reminder to come hang out at the Blue and Orange Open Mic tonight at River in Hell’s Kitchen. I’ll be there, so say hello. You’ll be thrilled to learn that in person I mostly talk about the same things I write about here, only with way more foul language.