Yup, this happened:
Neither a sleazy, pencil-thin effort like those that caught on in the 1950s and again in contemporary times among a slew of Brooklyn hipsters, nor one of the bushy horseshoe numbers befitting Harley Davidson owners, Keith’s mustache at once defines its breed while resisting more specific characterization. Wider than the toothbrush of Charlie Chaplin and cleaner than Wilford Brimley’s walrus-style ‘stache, it’s not a Rollie Fingers or a Salvador Dali or even a Fu Manchu; it’s the mustache your father kept for a couple of years during your childhood. It’s a mustache that announces, without pretense or irony:
I am man.
Don’t mistake this for false modesty because it’s actually the exact opposite: I’m rarely satisfied with the things I write. Sometimes I think they’re OK and sometimes I look back and enjoy them more than I did when I published them, but they seldom live up to the lofty goals I set for myself when I sit down to write them. But the post I wrote about Keith Hernandez’s mustache in 2007 was one I was pretty happy with upon its completion. I think I’ve grown as a writer since then and I’m not sure it entirely withstands the test of time, but it is for me a fun way to look back on the way I wanted to be writing five years ago, typos notwithstanding.
Sorry, sausage factory. I link it now not for that, but on this strangest of days as a loving tribute to a suddenly fleeting institution.
Weather permitting, today I will be hosting SNY.tv’s live stream of the public shaving of Keith Hernandez’s mustache at Citi Field before R.A. Dickey goes for his 20th win and seeks to regain command of the National League lead in strikeouts.
So, you know, everything about that.
I’ll have the link to the live stream closer to the time — it’s set to go off around 11:45 a.m. ET. It’ll be slow here until then as I get to Flushing and figure out exactly what I’m expected to do beyond stand there looking handsome and, ultimately, shocked.
From Mets Police, where there’s more:

This just seems unnecessary. Via real-life friend Connors:
Last year, a photographer named Ari Marcopoulos published a fan “zine”—a print publication circulated to a small audience—about Tyson Chandler, from when Chandler played for the Dallas Mavericks. He didn’t know if Chandler would even see it. As it turned out, Chandler was flattered by it….
And their unlikely friendship will be on display Wednesday at a Unicef benefit auction of Chandler’s photographs. The show’s 15 pictures include a portrait of ex-Knick Jeremy Lin and one of Carmelo Anthony in a towel. There is a print of Team USA’s locker-room whiteboard from the Olympic gold-medal game and even shots of exotic wildlife. The exhibit, called “A Year in a New York Minute,” was curated by Marcopoulos.
– Ben Cohen, Wall Street Journal.
Good read from the Journal on Chandler’s foray into the downtown art scene and his relationship with Marcopoulos, a one-time associate of Andy Warhol’s.
For me, all tall-man art exhibits start and end with Shaq’s, but good for Chandler for pursuing an off-court interest.
Here is a photo of a new sculpture by French artist Adel Abdessemed depicting retired soccer star Zinedine Zidane headbutting that dude:
Hat tip to Andrew Keh.
If you’ve read anything about the Mets the last couple days, you’ve likely already seen the awful news that the Mets’ Director of Media Relations, Shannon Forde, is battling breast cancer. Everything you’ve read about Shannon’s kindness and helpfulness is true. Now she can use your help.
Sandy Alderson joined Gary Cohen and Ron Darling in the booth during last night’s Mets broadcast on this network. Lest anyone mistake this for criticism of said broadcast, I should note that no matter how Alderson presented himself and what he said, I would rather be watching and listening to the Mets’ general manager discussing the team’s outlook than the sights and sounds of Elvin Ramirez issuing bases-loaded walks in the middle innings of a meaningless September game, so Alderson made for a welcome addition.
A full transcript of Alderson’s interview is here. Reputedly and/or notoriously cautious and collected, Alderson confirmed that the Mets’ front office is aware of a bunch of stuff many Mets fans already know about. Looking a bit spent — as we all are, really — Alderson essentially said:
Alderson has been funnier at times in the past, but not really any more revealing. That’s a good thing: It doesn’t really behoove the front office to divulge any of its offseason plans beyond making the team better. And Alderson has established himself as so careful in interviews that at this point, it seems like basically nothing he says beyond the plain facts will be taken on face.
If Omar Minaya were to pledge to fix the bullpen, we would say, “well, good” — as we once did when he pledged to fix the bullpen. If Alderson were to say the exact same thing, we’d wonder if he meant it or if he were actually planning to fix the outfield and employing some misdirection. If Minaya sat down next to me at a game, handed me a beer and said his fantasy football quarterback sucks, I’d be all, “I hear you, bro, I had Kyle Orton last year.” Alderson does it and I’m wondering if he’s trying to trade me his backup quarterback.
Maybe that’s oversimplifying and maybe it’s not fair, and probably I’m giving too much credit to Alderson and not enough to Minaya — or vice versa if you value disclosure over prudence. Either way it seems silly to read too much into anything we’re hearing out of the Mets’ front office on record about its offseason plans.
Yesterday, a report in the New York Post, citing a team source, had it in rather strong terms that “team brass has resolved to stick with [Jason] Bay” rather than eat the $19 million remaining on his contract for 2013. Less than half of this site’s readers believe it. Why not?
To the Post’s credit, the report is not that Bay is certainly staying, it’s that a team source said Bay is certainly staying. So maybe that’s true, and the team source is being utterly honest with the Post and knows for a fact that the team is committed to bringing Bay back for another go of it in 2013 despite his .525 OPS no matter what happens this offseason. Or maybe the source knows there’s no value in ripping Bay while he’s still on the club, his name’s nowhere on the story so he won’t be held accountable, and Bay’s got about as good a chance at opening the 2013 season in left field for the Mets as he does at the plate after an 0-2 count.
Today we have a report that the Mets’ payroll will remain around $95 million next season and that fans can rule out the offseason pursuit of big-name free-agent center fielders. Based on recent history, that seems a lot more believable than the Bay story. Still, I’m inclined toward skepticism only because I want to be skeptical and I’m a pathetic Mets fan hoping the team can find cash for B.J. Upton — a great fit at the right cost, I think — in the couch cushions somewhere.
Which is, I guess, the point: So much is reported on the Mets from so many angles based on so many sources that it’s pretty easy to endeavor the mental gymnastics necessary to isolate the news items we want to believe — for whatever reason — and shake off all the rest as nonsense or misdirection. I don’t want to believe the Mets will keep Jason Bay because I don’t want the Mets to keep Jason Bay. I like Ike Davis, so I’ll chalk up the story that the team thinks he parties too hard to either a) a rogue team employee speaking out his ass or b) a sneaky front-office insider trying to motivate Davis or back-handedly up Lucas Duda’s trade value by making the team appear more invested in him.
I don’t know what’s actually true and really it doesn’t much matter. I’ll know what the 2013 Mets look like in 2013. Doesn’t mean I won’t fret like hell about it until then, though.
I love catches like this one, them that don’t look all that impressive until you consider how much ground the guy covered and how quickly he did it. Beltranian. Shame it had to come against the Mets but so it goes.