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Hensley Meulens is going to space
Yeah, you read that right. He also speaks five languages. Excellent read. Via Chris Wilcox.
Man with sweet beard wins PGA event
Our man Rob points out that Lucas Glover, winner of the Fargo Classic on Sunday, has a pretty awesome beard:
I almost never watch golf. I have no doubt that it requires a ton of skill to golf at a professional level because I’ve golfed myself and I can’t even make the damn ball go in the air. But there’s very little about the sport that makes me want to watch it in its televised form.
I think my main issue is that no one’s playing defense. Basically you’re just watching to see who hits the ball the best, and if someone’s playing really well the other golfers can’t intentionally walk him or double team him or anything.
I remember the first time I golfed, we all hit our first drives and I was like, “OK so when do we tackle each other?” and one of the other dudes was all, “no, we don’t tackle each other.” So I said, “oh so we’re playing two-hand touch golf then? I guess that’s cool…” but then that guy explained that you basically just hit your ball then go find your ball then hit it again then go find it again.
A lot of my issues with golf were actually solved by Jackie Mason in the movie Caddyshack 2. I know that film is widely panned for not having Rodney Dangerfield or Bill Murray and for not being Caddyshack 1, but it made a lot of good points about improving the sport by adding large-scale mini-golf obstacles and incorporating Randy Quaid as a golf/hockey defender. Really inspired stuff.
I, for one, think all sports could stand to look in the mirror and consider the ways in which they could improve by involving Randy Quaid. I know we think baseball is damn near perfect, but with MLB reportedly thinking about an expanded postseason, maybe it’s time our national pastime finally allow teams to use Randy Quaid once per playoff game. Teams in the field could set up Randy Quaid in the batter’s box across from the one the hitter is standing in and he could do all sorts of distracting things.
It might be dangerous, especially with maple bats. But he could wear a helmet, and there’s only one October.
I can’t even muster up the strength
Remember my whole thing about how I’m not bothering to react to other writers’ columns this year because the glut of stupid, negative articles written about the Mets aren’t even worth our time? Go read this one. It’s so bad it deserves pity traffic.
I wanted to write a lengthier response, but truth is my back hurts and I can’t even muster up the strength. This guy is faulting Jose Reyes for getting called out on a mistake at third base. It was a blown call. It’s the umpire’s fault. Since Reyes was safe, of course he should’ve gone for third base. Since it was a great throw by Rick Ankiel, of course Reyes had to slide. Since… oh, whatever.
I’ll add this: Van Riper writes that “top leadoff men eventually learn the major league strike zone and walk 100 times a a year,” but only one leadoff man has walked at least 100 times in the past three seasons: Chone Figgins in 2009. And Figgins kinda sucks now. He’s had a .329 OBP since then, actually.
The only leadoff man you’ll find who managed two straight years walking at a clip like that anytime recently was Grady Sizemore, then he broke. Not many guys consistently walk 100 times a year, and the ones who do are mostly big-time power types. That’s part of why Rickey Henderson was so exceptional, and why it’s so unfair to compare any leadoff hitter — including Reyes — to Henderson, the greatest leadoff hitter in the history of the game.
Anyway, the rest is standard blame-Mighty-Casey dreck. Jose Reyes has not let the Mets down. The Mets have let Jose Reyes down, in countless ways.
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Signing Reyes: Not such a bad idea?
Anyway, Bill James found that players with young player skills tended, as a group, to age slightly better than their old player skills counterparts. The idea is that players with young player skills can adjust: as your speed goes, you can learn to be more selective and wait for pitches, driving them if they’re there or taking a walk if they’re not. On the other hand, if you already have old player skills, you can’t “learn” to be faster, so there are less things to compensate with as one ages and bats slow down.
There’s a lot of generalizations in the above paragraph, and it’s not a guarantee any of that happens with Jose Reyes, or any player with a certain skill set. But it is something to think about. He can learn to be more selective, something the Mets were already hoping he’d do this season.
– Patrick Flood, PatrickFloodBlog.com.
Here’s the other thing: Reyes is 27, turning 28 in June. Mets fans all know that big long-term free-agent contracts often turn into albatrosses, but elite players rarely hit the open market at Reyes’ age. Because the Mets rushed Reyes to the big leagues, he stands on the verge of free agency at a time in his life when many of his All-Star colleagues are still locked up under team control through arbitration for several more years.
As Flood says, we don’t know the exact details of the Mets’ financial situation. But we know the Mets will have a payroll, and in today’s baseball economy it sure seems like teams must be willing to overpay on the back end of contracts to get elite production on the front end.
Carlos Beltran’s contract is a good example: Since he is a right-fielder now and an injury liability, on the open market he would get nothing like the $18.5 million he’ll make this year. But since Beltran played as more or less the best center fielder in baseball from 2006 to 2008, he earned all the money the Mets will pay him (no matter what anyone says).
If Reyes requires a massive six- or seven-year deal, as seems probable, whatever team that signs him will likely be getting a short return on his chunk of the payroll by the time he’s a 34-year-old in 2017. But Reyes in his prime, healthy and playing every day is worth an absolute ton. If the Mets are confident he can do that for the next three or four years, they should be willing to shoulder the financial obligation for the final years of the contract.
The Mets, like all baseball teams, need to invest money in their club to win games and bring in more money (to then, ideally, pour back into the club). Yes, it’s best if a team can constantly churn out young, cost-controlled players to contribute at the big-league level. But it’s unreasonable to expect any prospect to turn out as good as Reyes, and a big reason you want those cost-controlled guys is to provide the type of financial flexibility to lock up elite players like Reyes when they do come around.
I wrote this in February:
There’s no obvious answer, but to me the best solution seems like exactly the opposite of what Heyman says the Mets are doing. If the team determines early in the season that Reyes is again capable of getting on base at a 35-percent clip, it can work to lock him up long enough before he hits the open market to maintain some part of the discount afforded by his last two underwhelming seasons. There’s more risk that way, of course (he could get injured or revert to being a leadoff hitter with a .321 OBP).
Everything we’ve heard still suggests neither the Mets nor Reyes’ agents seem eager to negotiate a new deal during the season, but often everything we hear is nonsense. The Mets might be smart to put in a call — if they haven’t already — to Reyes’ representatives to talk about the possibility of extending his contract today.
Yes, Reyes stands to make a ton of money if he hits the open market. He’d also, presumably, make a ton of money on a contract extension, and every day he plays without one he risks an injury that could cost him millions. Obviously he and his agents understand all this. So perhaps there’s a deal to be made. Reyes would get a boatload of money and the ability to enjoy baseball like he does without being forced to endure endless speculation about his future. The Mets would demonstrate to fans an ability to invest in winning (assuming they have one) and get several years of an awesome shortstop.
Guest post: All-knowing Twitter funnyguy
I have a busy morning today so I’m turning this Mets-Dodgers preview over to a popular and very well-informed Twitter comedian. I’m not a huge fan of this guy’s stuff really, but he’s got like a billion followers so maybe you’ll enjoy it.
The Dodgers head to Citi Field tonight to face the Mets, and the way these two clubs are going, it’ll be the first time Ramen noodles have ever been served in the owner’s box! I mean these guys should be glad those luxury-suite couches are so cushy, because they might be able to scrounge up some extra quarters.
Mets owner Fred Wilpon won’t pass up the opportunity to see his beloved Dodgers in action, meaning he’ll have to cancel his original plans for the weekend: Trying to sell Carlos Beltran on Antiques Roadshow! GET IT BECAUSE HE’S OLD!
This is the first time the Dodgers will face the Mets since being taken over by the commissioner’s office, but the Mets have been secretly run by Bud Selig for years. And what’s more, Selig has urged both clubs to part ways with the accounting firm they both use: MC Hammer and Associates!
Worse yet for these teams, due to their financial woes they’re not only forcing 83-year-old Dodgers broadcaster Vin Scully to travel east for the series, but making him serve on the grounds crew as well. Why? So I can make this joke: If it rains, he’ll have to pull out the… wait for it… wait for it… TARP!
Of course, things aren’t all bad for the Mets these days. Reports say they’re close to selling part of the team to hedge-fund manager Steve Cohen. The joke’s on Cohen, too: He doesn’t know the part they’re selling him is Oliver Perez. WHO CARES THAT HE’S NOT ON THE TEAM ANYMORE IT WORKS BECAUSE HE’S SO BAD AT PITCHING DO NOT DOUBT ME I HAVE 40,000 FOLLOWERS!
Dodgers owner Frank McCourt seemed a bit put off by the coin-operated visitors’ batting cages and the three-card monty games that have replaced the Jumbotron cap shuffle, but said he is confident the Dodgers will remain financially solvent.
“As long as we employ Fernando Valenzuela, we’re too big to fail,” he said.
“Take me wife,” he added. “Please.”
Hate to say I told you so
I don’t like to go back through the archives to dig up stuff I was right about because more often than not I find stuff I was wrong about. But here’s what I wrote on February 11:
So is this how it’s going to be now? We’re just going to start speculating that every single rich person with even vague ties to baseball or New York might purchase the Mets?…
There are a ton of extremely rich people who aren’t celebrity rich people, meaning that there are prospective buyers beyond Bloomberg and Mark Cuban and James Dolan and Derek Jeter and whoever else. It might not make for an interesting story if some hedge-fund manager from Chappaqua that no one outside the financial world has ever heard of emerges as a candidate to buy all or part of the team, but I can’t imagine it makes much of a difference to the Wilpons or, for that matter, to the Mets in the long run.
Today, the Post is reporting that the leading candidate to buy the Mets is indeed some hedge-fund billionaire that I’ve never heard of. Only he’s from Greenwich, not Chappaqua.
Keep in mind the Post also reports stuff like “Jerry Manuel is suffocating from the silence above him” and “The Mets are prepared to name Luis Hernandez starting second baseman” and “Bat Boy Lives!” so we should probably take this with several grains of salt.
Revolutionary mustache emerges
Marlins farmhand Kevin Mattison is apparently going with a multi-pronged handlebar mustache. Via Brendon.
More krod
In case you missed this afternoon’s game, you should know that Francisco Rodriguez again loaded the bases without allowing a run in the ninth inning. He somehow raised his WHIP to 1.875 while lowering his ERA to 1.35.
This is some Crazy Schmit.
Speaking of crazy: Mike Pelfrey likely quieted some of that incessant talk today, going 7 2/3 strong innings, yielding a bunch of weakly hit groundballs, even striking out five guys.
Oh, and Carlos Beltran is unspeakably awesome.
