Wither the Santa Claus Curse?

Beware, Mets fans: the team revealed Tuesday that David Wright will play the role of Santa Claus at next Tuesday’s holiday party, one of the club’s most popular annual charitable endeavors. But like an action shot on the cover of Sports Illustrated or an appointment to defend the dark arts at Hogwarts, it is not an honor to be taken lightly.

For the better part of the past decade, the position has quite obviously been cursed; any player who has pulled on the red-and-white suit has either left the team, been injured or suffered a serious decline in production thereafter.

Anthony DiComo, MLB.com.

Obviously neither DiComo nor anyone else is taking the “Santa Claus Curse” all that seriously, but there’s a pretty reasonable explanation here:

The Mets apparently aren’t going to have a guy coming off a crappy season play Santa. John Maine and Mike Pelfrey both assumed the roles after career years, Francoeur earned it with 308 plate appearances far beyond his usual production. Somewhat predictably, all three regressed the following season. Pelfrey also suffered at the hands of a terrible defense behind him.

Benson’s case is unique, since his curse was only having a wife who thought it appropriate to show up to a children’s charity event wearing nearly nothing.

What happened to Mike Cameron probably makes the best argument for the existence of a curse, since it’s not often you see gruesome head-to-head collisions on a baseball field. But then, the Mets did ask Cameron to shift to a new position after the 2004 campaign.

And then there’s David Wright, who played Santa after 2006 and went on to have the best season of his career in 2007. Turns out legitimately excellent players are immune from the curse.

I am a bit disappointed that the Mets didn’t go with my recommendation.

Good reading

Noel Murray of the Onion’s AV Club asks, “Why does most sports broadcasting suck so hard?” It’s a good question and his investigation is reasonably thorough. I agree that the best shows are the ones with the highest ratio of highlights:nonsense.

I think an important point he sort of skirts, though, is that in-game sports broadcasts are aimed to please the largest possible audience. They’re not necessarily dumbed down but they’re certainly simplified in the name of appealing to the casual fan. I’m not saying that’s the way it should be or that it would be all that hard for a baseball broadcaster to explain the paramount importance of getting on base, but I imagine the thinking is that hardcore fans are going to watch no matter what the broadcasters say, so no need to appease them.

The great N.Y. media paradox

Ryan had already set these gasbags off last week, offending their sensitive souls, when he had the onions to compare his team’s “Monday Night Football” defeat to the Bears’ 38-24 “MNF” loss to Miami in 1985. Such blasphemy. How dare Ryan compare his team to the ’85 Bears, his critics raged.

First, they should all calm down. Then they should take their own advice and shut up.

Where is their imagination – and sense of humor? More importantly, do those clearly encouraging Ryan to channel his inner Mangini get it? If Ryan ever attaches a filter to his mouth, a quote-gushing machine suddenly goes dry. If he tones it down he would also be telling his team he’s a two-bit phony.

Bob Raissman, N.Y. Daily News.

Here, Raissman pretty much nails the great N.Y. media paradox. An athlete or coach keeps quiet and he’s deemed aloof or incoherent or otherwise scorned for his inability to create good copy. An athlete or coach speaks up and says interesting things and eventually his words are thrown back in his face.

The good news is it doesn’t really matter at all. When the Jets are winning, Jets fans will love Ryan. When they’re losing, fans will question him. The N.Y. media in this equation is essentially Samneric, operating in lockstep, drifting with the tide.

Don’t you know I’m Loko?

Still, nothing will replace Four Loko for some.

“[It’s] something that came and went. It’s sort of a mysterious ghost,” said Ryder Ripps, who organized a Four Loko vigil in Union Square last month. “We were enamored with it. It’s kind of like it died for its sins.”

Theresa Juva, amNY.

I believe this man just vaguely compared Four Loko to Jesus.

Today is the last day to purchase Four Loko legally in New York, so stock up if you’re into mixing dangerous amounts of caffeine with lots of booze and you’re too lazy to mix Red Bull and vodka.

I tried Four Loko for the first time a couple weeks ago, just out of curiosity. It’s disgusting. I had hoped to at least once drink a full can of it, only to see what would happen to me. Science experiment! I don’t drink all that often and I recently cut back on caffeine, so I figured I’d be particularly susceptible to its charms. After tasting it, I’m skeptical I’d be able to get through 24 ounces of it.

Still, it seems too big a coincidence that I should have a family function to attend with my in-laws tonight, the very same night Four Loko is last available. What could possibly go wrong?

Just stop listening

I hoped to avoid the issue altogether but I’ve gotten a few emails about it so here goes: Apparently Mike Francesa is ripping the Mets on his radio show, raving about how they need to make a big splash this offseason or whatever, yelling about the whole ridiculous “small-market Sandy” thing.

This naturally irritates many rational Mets fans, since rational Mets fans know that for a variety of reasons none of the available big splashes seems to make a lot of sense for a team with a massive payroll that’s looking to become a sustainable winner. I could try to figure out Francesa’s motivation in ripping the Mets, work to decipher whether there’s some sort of grudge at play or if it has something to do with his medium or if he really just doesn’t know what he’s talking about, but really, who cares?

If you are bothered by what Mike Francesa has to say, I have an amazing solution: Stop listening to Mike Francesa.

I did it myself a few years ago; it’s great. Life is complicated enough on its own, we don’t need to opt in to situations we find stressful.

I happen to think his show is massively entertaining, which is why I listened to it with some frequency for a time and probably why so many people still pay attention even as it frustrates them. But at some point I found it difficult to rationalize the fact that someone working with all the same information I had could come to such massively different conclusions. And I realized I always had the option to listen to James Brown instead.

The new excitement

Subtlety and patience. In the overwrought world of New York baseball, the public is not conditioned to celebrate those qualities, particularly in the wintertime.

High-profile rumors and signings drive talk radio passion and sell newspapers, and the Mets have abstained during these winter meetings. In the process, they have begun to reveal just how radical (for New York) Sandy Alderson’s approach will be, as he tries to impose order on inherited chaos. While the Yankees and Red Sox chased Cliff Lee and Carl Crawford, and the Washington Nationals, of all teams, drove a truck full of money to Jayson Werth’s front door, Alderson this week signed reliever D.J. Carrasco, catcher Ronny Paulino and pitcher Boof Bonser.

– Andy Martino, N.Y. Daily News.

OK, here’s the disconnect here: To me, subtlety and patience are exciting. Sandy Alderson’s radical approach is, well, radical.

Big splashy offseason moves stopped being exciting once they started being both predictable and harmful. And certainly, they inspire passion. But often, that means passionate explanations about why the big splashy offseason move will ultimately hurt the Mets.

So Ronny Paulino, DJ Carrasco, Dusty Ryan, Boof Bonser and Brad Emaus don’t sell papers or make for entertaining talk radio. Who f#$@ing cares? That’s on the papers and talk radio for not figuring out how to drum up interest in some legitimately interesting moves, even if they’re not big names, big deals and big money. Write about the big picture. Focus on the economics. Figure something out.

And for what it’s worth, here at SNY.tv, our traffic is as good as its ever been. Our video streams — those goofy clips you see here with me sitting at the desk all unkempt and everything — have shot through the roof this offseason. I don’t think that’s all due to Sandy Alderson, but I certainly don’t think it’s all due to my boyish good looks and spectacular hair, either.

Seems to me like Alderson and his regime at the very least indicate a change in the way things are done around Flushing, and after all we’ve been through the last few seasons, change itself inspires plenty of enthusiasm.

And as far as I’m concerned, operating a team with the intent to sell papers and dominate talk-radio gaga will never, ever be as exciting as operating a team with the intent to win ballgames.

Mets add dudes

The Mets selected pitcher Pedro Beato and infielder Brad Emaus in the Major League portion of the Rule 5 Draft today.

A former first-round pick, Beato apparently throws hard, though he hasn’t struck out a whole lot of guys in the Minors. He pitched as a starter in the Orioles’ system without much success from 2006 to 2009, but flourished after a move to the Double-A bullpen in 2010. In 59 2/3 innings over 43 appearances, Beato enjoyed career bests in K:BB, WHIP and ERA. He should compete for a role in the Mets’ bullpen in Spring Training.

Beato was born on Oct. 27, 1986 — the same day as Jon Niese, and the last time the Mets won the World Series.

Emaus seems the more intriguing pickup. As Sam Page pointed out, Emaus is a favorite of Baseball Prospectus’ prospects expert Kevin Goldstein, who wrote that he “just plays the game right” after his 2008 campaign in High-A ball. Emaus took a step backwards in 2009, but returned to form with a strong .874 OPS across Double- and Triple-A in 2010. It should be noted that his Triple-A numbers were probably a bit inflated by the hitter-friendly Pacific Coast League, but his high walk rate and ability to make contact bode well for his future.

Emaus will be 25 on Opening Day. Goldstein said his ceiling was as a solid everyday second baseman, and he should have the opportunity to compete for that role come Spring Training. But as Toby Hyde pointed out, he has no experience playing shortstop and played more third base than second in 2010.

For more on both, check out Page at Amazin’ Avenue, and Toby and Michael Diaz at MetsMinorLeagueBlog.com.