Why don’t you shut the hell up and choke on my dick?
Hate to say goodbye to Endy Chavez and Joe Smith (you all know how much I love Joe Smith), as well as Mike Carp (we hardly knew ye), but that sting is taken out with the subtraction of Aaron Heilman and the addition of JJ Putz. I can’t say I’ll miss Heilman and his kicked-puppy look on the mound, but I wish him well and hope he gets that starting job he’s been longing for.
As for Endy, well…he’s a legend because of The Catch, and even if he doesn’t have much else in his portfolio I will always love the guy for that memory.
And Joe! Joe, one of my baseball boyfriends. That won’t change even if he’ll be in Cleveland, but long-distance relationships never work. Still, my love will never die. Joe Smith, the only guy I wanted to see coming out of the bullpen during the last few months of the season, and the only reliever I wanted the Mets to hold onto. He’s got great stuff and he’s only going to get better, and we’re going to miss his arm. I will also miss his smile and will listen to Laura Nyro’s incredible “Goodbye Joe” in tribute.
This is pretty great, especially this part:
K-Rod, a fellow Venezuelan, idolizes Santana and was thrilled that he called. The Mets handed the phone to K-Rod and the two talked. In retrospect, it was a turning point as Santana expressed his excitement that K-Rod could be closing games for him. The Mets blew seven saves for Santana last season.
So apparently we are getting K-Rod maybe the talks are going well what yes oh wait for the physical, okay. I don’t like to make comments on such things until they are real and tangible, but I will say that while I’m neither here nor there as far as getting K-Rod goes, I loved watching him destroy the Giants in 2002.
Also this on Gawker Stalker!:
Just walked past David Wright looking fine in a bright orange fleece
DAVID. You don’t have to wear orange and blue ALL THE TIME, JEEZ. Someone introduce this man to a stylist.
Oh, usually he looks like this?:
OH OKAY FINE. But David, NO ONE plays drums with a sweater on fer Chrissake. Unless you’re in Low, I guess.