Wright’s got a lot of Derek Jeter in him, on and off the field, and part of that means he’s not going to reveal very much about himself, for better or for worse…

Wright fielded questions yesterday about his remarkable turnaround at the plate without offering any real insight into how he did it.

“I don’t know if you can really put your finger on it,” he said, and then, in typical Wright fashion, proceeded to link it more to the way the team is playing than himself.

It was admirable, and Jeter would have been proud, but it does leave you wanting more. Did he have demons to fight on balls up and in? Did he have doubts about getting back to the form that has made him an All-Star again? Did all the strikeouts make him crazy?

No, no, and no, said Wright.

– John Harper, N.Y. Daily News.

I don’t have a direct link to Harper’s column. It was in the early edition of the paper and is not online. It’s almost entirely based on conjecture, but to Harper’s credit, I don’t think it’s unreasonable to speculate about the lingering effects of last year’s beaning on Wright early this season.

The most interesting quote in the column is Wright saying, “I don’t care about the strikeouts.” That’s cool, because neither do I. Since this year’s uptick hasn’t prevented him from producing as well as he ever has in the Majors (especially when you adjust for the park), and since even when Wright seemed to be striking out every other at-bat he was still maintaining a respectable on-base percentage, they’re just not that big a deal. Wright will probably finish this season with a career-high strikeout total. It won’t have stopped him from being awesome.

And that’s the thing I think everyone needs to keep in mind when we spend so much time analyzing Wright psychologically and in every other which way. Wright’s going to slump again, he’s going to strike out in some big spots again and he’s going  to get booed again. It’s just part of it. That’s just baseball; these things happen.

But Wright will always come back to being awesome. Wright is a great, great baseball player, probably the best position player the Mets have ever had. It’s not fair (or safe) to call him a Hall of Famer yet, but there’s no doubt he’s on that trajectory. And players of that caliber simply do not roll over in the face of adversity. All the different things that made David Wright this great in the first place will keep him great moving forward.

And since inevitably Wright’s psyche will be assessed from armchairs the next time he struggles — and that will suck — it only seems fair to share a feel-good story about the man while he’s going well. Corny fodder for Wright’s loyal admirers among us:

While the Mets were taking batting practice yesterday, I waited outside their clubhouse with our video producer and intern, prepping to interview Ike Davis for the Baseball Show. Every person that passed commented on the sweltering heat. Players walked by soaked in sweat, looking a bit wilted, conserving energy.

Then came Wright, bouncing down the hall, no worse for the wear. Alongside him was a kid, about 8, wearing a “Make-A-Wish” t-shirt and a Mets hat. The kid looked a bit overwhelmed. Wright looked positively giddy.

“Here’s our indoor batting cage, and here’s our video room,” Wright said, sounding himself like an excited 8-year-old showing his friend his parents’ new home or something. “You wanna see our clubhouse?”

They emerged a few minutes later and proceeded toward the dugout. “You wanna meet some of the players?” Wright asked as they walked down the hall, away from where we were standing. “You know a lot of the players? Who’s your favorite player?”

The kid mumbled something inaudible.

“Well you have to say that,” we heard Wright say before they moved out of our earshot. “Because I’m walking with you!”

We were the only media anywhere close, and no cameras were rolling.

There needs to be a word for what Johan Santana did to the Reds tonight. Considering all the frivolities we keep track of in baseball, there should be an isolated stat for pitchers who throw complete game shutouts in which they also hit a home run. Shut ’em out, hit one out.

I know Jason Jennings did it against the Mets in his Major League debut because I was there. (Incidentally, there was a rain delay in the game and we moved down to the first row behind home plate and wound up taking advantage of an unbelievable opportunity to heckle Steve Phillips point blank.)

According to the Mets’ game notes, the only other Met to accomplish the feat was Pete Falcone in 1981. (For what it’s worth, that game featured both Mark Davis and Sparky Lyle pitching for the Phillies. Davis started the game, but the duo represent 22% of pitchers who have won the Cy Young Award as relievers.)

I assume Babe Ruth did it at least once.

Anyway, what’s important is that we come up with some formal way of documenting whenever a pitcher single-handedly dominates his opponent like Santana did tonight. What could that be called? A pwn? A Little League Shutout, since the feat happens all the time at that level?

Or what about “a Newk,” in honor of Dodgers great Don Newcombe, one of the best power-hitting pitchers of all time? By my count Newcombe only did it once himself, but he was a pioneer, plus he has spent his retirement working with ballplayers with substance-abuse issues. Seems like a good enough dude to commemorate.

Plus the name works perfectly as a noun or a verb. Johan Santana hopes to compile more Newks in his career. Johan Santana Newked the Reds tonight.

Hmm… on second thought, maybe “Newking the Reds” sounds a little too Cold War-oriented for a baseball frivolity. I’m open to suggestions.

Josh Thole has been with the Major League Mets for nearly two weeks now, but has averaged less than a plate appearance per day in that time. He has made the most of the scant chances he has had, going 5-for-10 with a double and a walk. And in his two starts behind the plate, Thole failed to single-handedly destroy the Mets’ pitching with his purported inability to call games: He has a 3.00 catcher’s ERA over the tiny sample.

It would be reasonable to question why Thole is with the Mets at all since he’s a 23-year-old catcher that, by almost all accounts, needs more experience behind the plate. But who knows? Maybe the knowledge he can gain studying under old hands like Rod Barajas and Henry Blanco is more advanced than what he’d pick up playing everyday in Triple-A.

I can’t say, nor can I reasonably contend that Thole should be up in the Majors for a team with playoff aspirations and several banged-up regulars who aren’t catchers.

What I can argue, though, is that if Thole’s going to be with the big club, he should probably play more. Predictably, Barajas’ ridiculous run of early-season heroics ran up just as soon as everyone remembered how he swings at everything. His OPS has plummeted to an eminently Barajasian .730 thanks to his .502 rate since June 1. Henry Blanco has been great — and especially outstanding defensively — but it would be a lot to ask his 38-year-old body to hold up under more frequent play.

No one is accusing Thole of being the next Mike Piazza, but he can hit a bit. After a brutal start to the season in Triple-A, he posted a .410 OBP in May and June before his call-up. Though he lacks home-run power, it’s not unreasonable to suggest Thole is a better hitter than Barajas right now. He’s certainly more likely to get on-base. And he hits left-handed, which could add to the righty-heavy lineup a bit of that balance that Jerry Manuel loves so dearly.

The only things that should prevent Thole from playing more often are difficult ones to measure: Leadership, game-calling, defense behind the plate.

I don’t doubt that they’re important; Mets pitchers have been praising Barajas and Blanco all season for their approaches to opposing hitters. I just wonder how much they’re worth compared to an extra 50 points of OBP. In other words, does Barajas’ superior ability to handle pitchers overwhelm Thole’s superior ability to get on base?

Again, I can’t say. The Mets apparently think so.

My guess is that, barring another injury somewhere, Thole will be the odd man out once Carlos Beltran returns. But it wouldn’t kill the Mets to give him a few more chances to prove himself worthy of a Major League spot before that happens. If it turns out he can handle the job behind the plate, he’s another free offensive upgrade for the stretch run.

Adding a five-time All-Star to the roster seems like a no-brainer as a recipe for success, certain to help a team get to another level. But for Mets manager Jerry Manuel, the expected addition of Carlos Beltran next week in San Francisco after the All-Star break comes with this potential backlash: How can he keep his entire outfield corps happy and productive?

“It will be a tough thing,” Manuel said about seamlessly integrating Beltran and divvying up playing time. “I think a lot will depend on them. It gets now to the point of you have to perform to kind of be out there. I think that’s where we are.

“We’ll sit down and talk with them and let them know what’s to come. We’ll try to map it out for them so they don’t come to the ballpark not knowing whether they’re going to play or not. I’m going to try to give them an advance schedule as to what I anticipate the lineup to be.”

– Adam Rubin, ESPN New York.

For a while it looked like Angel Pagan’s oblique injury might linger and render this entire conversation moot, but the 2010 Mets’ best outfielder has five hits including two doubles and a homer in his last two games, so it appears Pagan is healthy.

Mets fans have come to expect the worst from the team and its manager when decisions like this one come up. After all, it’s the same club that started Gary Matthews Jr. and Mike Jacobs on Opening Day.

But I’m going to take “you have to perform to kind of be out there” as a glimmer of hope.

This may be inconceivable to many Mets fans and beat reporters, but Jeff Francoeur should lose the most playing time when Carlos Beltran returns. It’s a no-doubter. Shouldn’t even be up for debate.

“You have to perform to kind of be out there,” like Jerry says, and Francoeur has not performed. Not at nearly the same level as Angel Pagan or even the long-befunked Jason Bay.

Francoeur himself said that Manuel’s decision should be difficult because none of the Mets’ current outfielders is “flat-out sucking.” That’s a relative term, I suppose. Francoeur is not flat-out sucking compared to how your average man on the street might suck if tossed into the rigors of Major League play. I could not post a .711 OPS at any level of professional baseball.

But every other starting Major League right fielder can better that rate, and that’s the issue. Among the men who man his position, Francoeur is dead last in OPS. He’s second to last in OBP, last in wOBA and third to last in WAR.

And why shouldn’t Francoeur, a Major League veteran, be given more leeway? Because these numbers are precisely in line with the ones he has posted across his career. This is Jeff Francoeur.

Flashes of awesomeness like the one he had to start the season or his three-week stretch starting in late May are nothing new; they were enough to enchant the Braves into giving him everyday playing time for four seasons. But Francoeur still hasn’t mastered the strike zone, so he is forever prone to the lengthy droughts that have hampered his 2010.

Angel Pagan has been great this season. Straight-up great. Jason Bay hasn’t been himself, but he has still performed a whole lot better than Francoeur. So — and the joke could very well be on me — I’m going to go ahead and assume that when Jerry Manuel speaks about “performance,” he also understands what that means. Pagan and Bay have far outperformed Francoeur. And Carlos Beltran is really, really good.

There should still be playing time for Frenchy, no doubt. With Fernando Tatis on the disabled list, the Mets will need a primary right-handed pinch-hitter. Plus Francoeur has always torched lefties, so he should spell Pagan against tougher ones. And Beltran will need plenty of rest days for his achy knee.

It just shouldn’t come down to an even split for Pagan and Francoeur or equal shares for everyone or anything like that. The Mets’ outfielders have not performed equally.