November 9, 2020 – NY Sports Day: Cora’s Back to BoSox but New York Saw Something Crazier in 1948

By Joe Rini

Following the completion of his suspension for his role in the Houston Astros sign stealing scandal, the Boston Red Sox announced the rehiring of Alex Cora as manager, ten months after he and the team mutually agreed to part ways. Sounds crazy, right? A story fit for 2020, right? Well, New York saw something crazier in 1948. Let’s put it this way, imagine Alex Cora topping his rehiring by the Red Sox by becoming the Yankees manager next July.

Baseball in New York in 1947 is most famous for the debut of Jackie Robinson with the Brooklyn Dodgers but just prior to the start of the season, baseball commissioner Albert “Happy” (well in this case, not so happy) Chandler suspended Brooklyn’s flamboyantly volatile manager Leo Durocher for associating with known gamblers, among other things. Earlier in spring training Durocher had squelched a mini-rebellion among players protesting the arrival of Robinson, but it would be under interim manager Burt Shotton (later satirized as “Kindly Old Burt Shotton” aka “K.O.B.S.” by Dick Young of the New York Daily News) who navigated Robinson’s debut season and the Dodgers to the NL pennant. Having Shotton replace Durocher was akin to Bob Lemon replacing Billy Martin as Yankee manager mid-season and winning the  World Series in 1978.

Like Cora, Durocher’s suspension ended and he returned to helm the Dodgers in 1948 and this is where the story gets strange. Durocher’s Dodgers started sluggishly, sitting in fifth place at midseason in July at 35-37. Finally, after enduring nine seasons of the mercurial Durocher, Brooklyn’s GM Branch Rickey didn’t just fire Durocher; instead, he “traded” his services to their hated crosstown rivals the New York Giants and replaced him again with his placid pennant winning manager waiting in the wings, “kindly old” Burt Shotton.

To recall the rivalry between the Brooklyn Dodgers and New York Giants, think Yankee-Red Sox with more beanballs, brawls, and rival fans living in the same neighborhoods not 200 miles apart. The move stunned everyone and even Giants fans didn’t know what to think of the sight of Durocher in a Giants uniform. In fact, Durocher and a disgruntled Giants fan even came to blows in 1949 but in the end it worked out well for both Durocher and the Dodgers. Shotton skippered the Dodgers to another NL pennant in 1949 while Durocher mentored Willie Mays and led the Giants to their Bobby Thompson’s Miracle in Coogan’s Bluff NL pennant in 1951 before winning a World Series in 1954. Ultimately, Durocher and Rickey were inducted into the Baseball’s Hall of Fame.

I doubt the Red Sox shipping off Alex Cora to manage the Yankees in midseason would ever happen…that would be like crowning a World Series winner after a 60 game regular season, right?

Thank you, Tom Brady, You Ruined My Joe Namath Column

By Joe Rini

The New York Jets are really wreaking havoc with my football fandom. Their season has gone so unmitigatingly bad, the games so unwatchable, I’m finding myself rooting for Tom Brady and the Tampa Bay Buccaneers (I was even glad when Bill Belichick’s Patriots beat the Dolphins on opening day but that’s another story).

Given that the Jets spared us from another lackluster Sunday by giving us a lackluster Thursday night a week ago, I flipped on the Buccaneers – Chargers game this past Sunday and the Bucs were already down 21-7 in the second quarter and the 43-year old Brady had already thrown a pick-6 and was in the midst of about six incompletions in a row. Wow, I thought, it looks like he’s finally “done” after all the Super Bowl wins and two decades of tormenting the Jets. I actually felt badly for him. He looked like Joe Namath.

But not the Joe Namath I loved in Super Bowl III or even the still formidable Joe Namath of 1972 and 1974. He looked like the Joe Namath of the 1977 Rams. The past his prime Joe Namath who left a bad Jets team for a good Rams team too late in his career.

Like Brady, Namath lost on opening day with the Rams and then won then won two straight. I can still remember watching his fourth game of the season because it was a Monday Night Football game against the Bears. After the Rams scored early, I can still hear Frank Gifford saying, “Joe Namath has come to play tonight,” but as the game progressed, Namath regressed. I probably went to bed at halftime but I know I woke up to discover Namath had thrown four interceptions, no touchdowns, and was replaced by Pat Haden in a 24-23 loss. Namath finished the year with the Rams but never played another game.

The symmetry was there to compare a struggling Brady, whose nickname will never be Tom Terrific, to the man who is forever Broadway Joe. But then something happened. The Bucs recovered a fumble before the half and Brady threw a TD to make the score 24-14. Brady wound up throwing three more TDs in the second half to finish with five TDs on the day and Tampa won 38-31. So much for comparing the Tom Brady of 2020 to the Joe Namath of 1977.

So instead a “done” Tom Brady, there’s still a pretty good Tom Brady in Tampa Bay and I’m actually rooting for him to do well even after he’s crushed the Jets for 20 years. Heck, I might even root for him in the Super Bowl…but only if he plays against the Patriots.

September 30, 2020: A Sentimental Guy’s Mostly Fond Farewell to Fred Wilpon

By: Joe Rini

The fans were desperate for new ownership to take over a moribund franchise and new ownership came to the rescue.

The new owners were Fred Wilpon and Nelson Doubleday.

I admit it, besides being a life-long Mets fan, I’m also a sentimental and nostalgic guy; I left a job I hated 23 years ago and still have the going away cards from those co-workers who I genuinely liked. Like many, with the burnt smell of disappointment still smoldering amidst the embers of another lost Mets season,  I’m looking forward to the Steve Cohen era Mets. But I’m also remembering the promise of the Fred Wilpon Mets in 1980.

I can still picture riding on the bus with my friend Tom after seeing the movie “The Jerk” starring Steve Martin (yes, that was the intellectual fare we liked in high school) and reading about the new owners of the Mets in the afternoon New York Post and feeling optimistic about the team’s future. The team had been bad for years as the heirs of the late Joan Payson allowed M.Donald Grant to drive Tom Seaver out of town. Wilpon and Doubleday were a breath of fresh air.

I remember just being impressed by literally the new coat of paint on Shea Stadium and the new plastic seats (you could just imagine how impressed I was by the Diamond Vision scoreboard and its replays a couple years later). The 1980 team fought its way back to .500 in August before a late season fade but the season also featured the debuts of Mookie Wilson and Hubie Brooks and the drafting of Darryl Strawberry. 

We know the rest of the story. The team improved and they won the World Series in 1986. Unfortunately, we also know the rest of the story where the Mets haven’t won another World Series since then. The team struggled for a decade, rebounded in time to win the pennant in 2000, and the Wilpon family bought out Doubleday and became sole owners. Yet, with only three postseason appearances since 2000, their moments of success can sometimes seem like brief interruptions to two decades of disappointment.

Covering the team since 2012, I’ve had occasion to see Fred Wilpon up close before games. Like a friendly uncle, he greets and chats with fans and team employees, not just the players and coaches. I even remember him good-naturedly grabbing reporter Ken Rosenthal from behind during batting practice. I’ve had the good fortune to chat with him a few times. I remember walking under stands, enthused after my first on-field interview with a Mets player (Scott Hairston) in May 2012 and crossing paths with Fred and his wife; Fred walked with a cane at the time and told me about his hip surgery. Seeing him for the first time, I was in awe. Another time seeing him sign autographs with his left hand, I joked with him if he’d be available to get a lefty out in the late innings that night.

Despite the “Freddy Coupon” label, I’m sure he was serious about winning. Seeing him on the field before a game talking with Collins or Callaway, Sandy or Brodie, or any of the players, the team wasn’t an afterthought to him. But perhaps the way pitchers eventually lose a foot off their fastballs or a batter can no longer get around on the high heat, maybe Fred Wilpon lost a step as an owner in 40 years and it’s time for a change. I’m looking forward to what the Steve Cohen Mets can do but I’m also saying, thanks Fred, I’ll remember the good times with those going away cards I saved.

September 10, 2020 – Rockland County Times: A Journey Through Life with Tom Seaver

By Joe Rini

His laughter was a high pitched cackling laugh of joy.

The uniform number 41…the steaming fastball powdered by his locomotive legs with his drop and drive delivery punctuated by a dirt stained right knee..yet to me, the foremost image I have a Tom Seaver is the image I saw on TV as a six year old first grader in Brooklyn, the image of the joyous, boyish man of 24 celebrating in the clubhouse with his teammates the improbable championship of the 1969 Mets.

Tom Seaver was the Mets and the Mets have been a major part of my life since captivating my imagination with their championship in 1969. I never met Tom Seaver yet he has been a part of my life’s journey.

For Mets fans who share a city with the memory of Yankee legends like Ruth, Gehrig, DiMaggio, and Mantle in addition to the legacies of the New York Giants and Brooklyn Dodgers, Tom Seaver was our legend and all-time great that no one can take away from us, not even death.

My Dad would take me to a game or two on his vacation when I was a kid and Labor Day 1975 found us at Shea Stadium. On this day, Seaver was not only seeking his 20th win but six strikeouts would give him 200 for an unprecedented eight seasons in a row. As we sat in the mezzanine along the right field line, Seaver pitched a four hit shutout and I can still see my Dad’s pumped-first, pencil in hand, and the explosion of the crowd as Seaver fanned Manny Sanguilen in the seventh inning, a strikeout immortalized in my Dad’s scorecard with a circled letter “K.”

I haven’t seen my eighth grade autograph book in years but I still remember what my buddy Tom wrote in my book in June 1977: “A girl for a guy who thought Seaver wouldn’t be trade” a few days after the Mets inexplicacbly had done just that. Full disclosure. I also remember my Grandma Maggie wrote on a blue page, “May you never be the color of this page.”

I was in college six years later and after my last class on April 5, 1983, I headed to Shea Stadium via the subway from Manhattan. Exiting the number 7 train, I joined my buddies Pat and Tom in the upper deck behind home plate just in time to join the roar of the crowd as Seaver made his way to the field from the bullpen in right field. The Franchise was back.

In a match-up with Steve Carlton and Phillies, a team seemingly filled with future Hall of Famers, Seaver struck out Pete Rose to leading off the game and he pitched six shutout innings enroute to a 2-0 Mets victory, with the Mets first run being driven in by Mike Howard, an outfielder as innocuous as Seaver was iconic.

And then suddenly, Seaver was gone again after one season. Instead of the malicious dismissal at the hands of M. Donald Grant in 1977, the new Mets front office lost him in a move that was as bewildering a blunder as a dropped popup.

Seaver was gone but he thrived as his absence from the Mets kept them out of the postseason in 1984 and 1985. Mets fans cheered as he picked up his 300th win in New York City, albeit at Yankee Stadium in a White Sox uniform. That oddness of Seaver winning number 300 at Yankee Stadium was matched a year later as the Mets won the 1986 World Series at Shea Stadium with Seaver in a Red Sox uniform in the visiting team’s dugout.

After an abortive comeback in 1987, Seaver retired and on July 24, 1988, Pat, Tom, and I sat in the Loge section behind third base as the Mets officially retired his number 41. As Seaver ran to the mound to bow to the fans in all corners of the stadium, I shook my head in the presence of his greatness and told my friends we’d never see another Met like him again.

And now days after his death, I find myself at 57-years-old closer to Seaver’s age at his passing, 75, than his age of 24 in 1969, I say again, “We’ll never see another Met like him again.”

He was The Franchise and there will never be another Franchise.

August 27, 2020 – NY Sports Day: Free Jacob deGrom!

By Joe Rini

Jerry Seinfeld famously compared rooting for sports teams to rooting for laundry (different guys but the same clothes) and I have seen a lot of players wear the Mets orange and blue. In the last half century (man, am I getting old) there were great players I never wanted to see leave the Mets like Tom Seaver and Darryl Strawberry and somehow the Mets let them go (they let Seaver go twice!). There have been exasperating players who I wanted off the team and let’s just say I wasn’t broken hearted when they left (I’m sorry, I just didn’t appreciate the talents of Kevin McReynolds as much as GM Frank Cashen). Somehow journeyman Ron Hodges managed to be a backup catcher for over a decade and I didn’t care one way or another.

And then there is two-time Cy Young Award winner Jacob deGrom, arguably the third best pitcher in franchise history behind Seaver and Dwight Gooden. He’s pitching like a potential Hall of Famer. He is clearly a master on the mound. Therefore, I want him gone. I’m not even looking for prospects for the Mets in return. It’s for Jake’s sake. It’s the merciful thing to do.

In his latest start on Wednesday, deGrom allowed one run and two hits and struck out 14 Marlins before handing the ball to the bullpen in the eighth inning with a 4-1 lead. Three relievers later, three runs scored, and deGrom had another no decision before the Mets eked out a 5-4 win.

The sabermetricians say wins for a pitcher don’t matter in this era but that doesn’t mean it isn’t frustrating to see a pitcher not get rewarded for his efforts. Whether it’s a lack of run support or a faulty bullpen, somehow the Mets managed to lose a staggering 36 of deGrom’s 64 starts in 2018 and 2019. Watching deGrom only get credited with a combined 21 wins in 2018 and 2019, one can only wonder how many wins he’d have had on a team with a better bullpen and offense…ahem, like the Yankees. Luis Severino won 19 in 2018 and Domingo German won 18 in 2019 for the team in the Bronx, so it’s easy to imagine deGrom with two 20 win seasons in pinstripes (and a World Series ring, perhaps).

Obviously, I am being facetious about trading deGrom, who has never complained about the lack of support from his teammates, and is handsomely compensated by the Mets for his efforts regardless of his won-loss record. At 32-years old with 68 career wins, maybe one or two more Cy Young seasons might just punch his ticket to Cooperstown, albeit with a modest win total. If deGrom isn’t complaining, neither will I…but it would be nice to see him get a win next time he strikes out 14 in one game.

Author Ralph Carhart’s “The Hall Ball” Is an Odyssey Through Baseball History

If you thought enduring four extra months of channel surfing while waiting for the 2020 MLB season to show up on your TV screen was a journey, think about author Ralph Carhart’s decade long trek through 34 states (plus two trips to Cuba) through baseball card shows and cemeteries with a battered baseball in a quest to unite every Baseball Hall of Famer from Alexander Cartwright of the New York Knickerbockers of the 1840s to 21st century New York Mets tormentor Chipper Jones. Carhart’s odyssey, the infant days of baseball in America, the more than 300 members of the Baseball of Fame, and a baseball found lodged in a stream in Cooperstown, are the subject of Carhart’s new book The Hall Ball : One Fan’s Journey to Unite Cooperstown Immortals with a Single Baseball (published by McFarland & Company, Inc, 2020) and I had the pleasure of interviewing Carhart about his story. 

For Carhart, a 25-year theater veteran and long-time Director and Production Manager at Queens College, the idea of The Hall Ball was born of his interests in early baseball and genealogy and a general curiosity of “what brought us to this place.” A family vacation to Cooperstown that included included fishing a baseball out of a small stream that runs next to historic Doubleday Field and finding the grave of Abner Doubleday’s grandfather (Carhart said that genealogy research involves trips to cemeteries) spawned the idea of this book, namely that Carhart would take a photo of this baseball – the Hall Ball – with every living member and at the gravesite of every deceased member of Baseball’s Hall of Fame. 

Carhart said encountering the living Hall of Famers took him a little out of his “comfort zone.” HIs subject’s reactions ran the gamut of responses from enthusiastic and encouraging to baffled. Some like Lou Brock and the late Ernie Banks were fun to talk to while a small handful were rude; the book’s description of his encounter with Johnny Bench is stunning but Carhart was non-judgmental about it. Having worked with major theatrical stars in his career, he said anyone can have a bad day, and maybe he encountered Bench on a bad day. 

On the other hand, his encounter with Mike Piazza was moving. A native of Troy, New York and long-time New York City resident, Carhart was blocks from the World Trade Center on September 11, 2001 so Mike Piazza’s home run in the first game after 9/11 affected him deeply as a New Yorker and a Mets fan. As he tried to keep himself composed, Carhart said, “Piazza had a very welcoming energy. His mere demeanor helped me be at ease, considering how important he is to me.” 

The bulk of the project involved photographing the Hall Ball at the gravesite of most of the Hall of Famers. Some gravesites were ornate; a few were unmarked. Given that more than 19,000 individuals have played major league baseball and only about 300 are in the Hall of Fame, I found the occasional unmarked grave a dramatic juxtaposition. To his credit, Carhart was able to help get graves marked for some like Sol White of the Negro Leagues and is involved in a larger project of getting graves marked for all those who played major league baseball in the 1800s. Another rewarding experience Carhart said was being joined by 30 descendants of Pud Galvin, MLB’s first 300 game winner who played from 1875-1892, at his gravesite. 

The Hall Ball also includes a synopsis of baseball’s earliest incarnation in each state visited by the author which Carhart said grew out of his love of 19th century baseball and the unifying theme of “baseball is everywhere.” Carhart gives his due to cities long forgotten as “major league” baseball cities such as Providence, New Haven, and Newark. In fact, Carhart said this experience of researching and writing this book has made him a “legitimate (semi-pro) historian” of baseball who is at work on another book and also an active member of the Society of American Baseball Research (SABR). 

The actual Hall Ball is now housed at The Baseball Reliquary at Whittier College in Pasadena, California. Ralph Carhart manages to project the 200 year history of baseball in The Hall Ball while also portraying the humanity of the people engraved on the plaques at Cooperstown. It’s well worth reading.

April 28, 2020 – NY Sports Day: Brian Wright’s The New York Mets All-Time All-Stars Is Fun for Fans and Benefits Covid-19 Relief

By Joe Rini

With baseball fans wondering if and when the 2020 MLB season will begin, author Brian Wright’s new book The New York Mets All-Time All-Stars (Lyons Press) offers a timeless panoramic view of Mets history and their best players at each position. Chatting with Brian about his selection process and the challenge of debuting a book in the middle of the Covid-19 crisis, he said he wanted the book to be “fun and enjoyable especially at a time when we want baseball to return” and hopes the book “starts debates instead of ending them” and with a percentage of the book’s sales having gone to the New York City Covid-19 Response and Impact Fund and now the Hospital for Special Surgery, the book benefits the reader and the public.

Stretching across baseball eras where home runs exploded and complete games receded, Brian analysis is a good mix of the analytical and the subjective. Employing metrics like OPS+, ERA+, and WAR that “try to level the playing field across eras,” Brian said he made an effort to “evaluate the players within the eras they played;” for example, while wins by a starting pitcher are devalued today, they weren’t when Ron Darling pitched 30 years ago. Also, Brian would also ask himself when judging whether to include a player on the all-time team, “Can you tell the history of the Mets without this person on the team?” Using this analysis was especially useful he said when he picked Darling and Al Leiter over David Cone and Sid Fernandez for the last two pitching spots.

While the presence of Hall of Famers like Tom Seaver and Mike Piazza on the Mets all-time roster is no surprise, the book is especially good in reminding even long-term fans about how good and instrumental players like Cleon Jones, Jerry Grote, and Howard Johnson were to the franchise. While Jones’ offensive stats might pale through a year 2020 lens, Brian recognized his impact on the 1969 championship team, the era he played, and where he stood with the team when his career ended in naming him the all-time Mets left fielder. Similarly, although Grote was not the hitter of Piazza or Gary Carter’s stature, he included him on the team given the respect he had of the Mets pitchers, his defensive prowess, and the integral role he played in supplying “strength up the middle” on the 1969 championship team. Unfortunately for HoJo, a “30-30”player twice, Brian said, “His big years came when the team was underperforming.”

Some surprises might be the presence of relatively short-tenured Mets John Olerud and Robin Ventura as reserves but Brian said he judged longevity to be less of a factor than whether a player “was among the best at their position” when they were with the Mets and Olerud’s .354 average in 1998 is still the best by a Met and Ventura was a key cog on the 1999 and 2000 playoff teams. Ironically, having Daniel Murphy as the reserve second baseman even surprised the author but Brian said Murphy’s hitting consistency and his “other-worldly 2015 psotseason” put him over the top. As for players who missed the final cut, Brian has a significant Honorable Mention chapter that recognizes the contributions of players like Ed Kranepool and Felix Millan.

So if you need a baseball fix in the absence of real games, check out Brian Wright’s The New York Mets All-Time All-Stars and perhaps when real games start again, newcomers like Pete Alonso, Jeff McNeil, and Seth Lugo can start making a case to be included in a future edition by Brian.

November 5, 2019 – NY Sports Day: The Hits and Misses of ex-Mets as Managers

By Joe Rini

In naming Carlos Beltran as the new manager of the New York Mets, it has been much noted that he is the ninth former Mets player to be elevated from the clubhouse to the manager’s office. While the managerial tenures of the previous eight former player has varied between the immortality of Gil Hodges’ 1969 champs to the nearly forgotten seven game interim status of Mike Cubbage in 1991, Beltran brings a certain uniqueness from his predecessors.

Success varied for these Mets managers. Yogi Berra and Bobby Valentine won National League pennants with the Mets while Bud Harrelson fell short of a division title in 1990 and Wille Randolph endured the 2007 collapse following a loss in the NLCS in 2006. Dallas Green won a World Series with the Phillies in 1980 but wilted with Generation K with the Mets in the mid 1990s. Joe Torre’s Mets put them in the position to draft Darryl Strawberry at the top of the 1980 Draft.

However, aside from Harrelson, a Gold Glove winning shortstop in 1971 who played 1,322 games for the Mets between 1965 and 1977 and was an integral part of their World Series teams of 1969 and 1973 before managing the team in 1990 and 1991, the playing careers of the other seven were not notable for their time with the Mets. Managers like Hodges, Yogi Berra, Joe Torre, Willie Randolph, and Roy McMillan finished out their solid playing careers (and in the case of Hodges, Berra, and Torre, illustrious careers) modestly with the Mets while being more identified with their former teams. Cubbage, Valentine, and Green had modest well-traveled careers that included pit stops at Shea Stadium.

Like Harrelson, Beltran spent a significant part of career with the Mets from 2005 to 2011. While the most visual image of his Mets career is unfortunately his called strike three to end the 2006 NLCS with the bases loaded, one can’t really deny he was a standout player for seven years with the Mets. His five All-Star appearances, three Gold Gloves, and his .280/.369/.500 slash line as a Met are significant qualifications on his resume for possible Hall of Fame induction.

As noted by author Mort Zachter several years ago in his excellent biography “Gil Hodges; A Hall of Fame Life,” the former Mets manager hit more home runs (370) as a player than any other World Series winning manager. Interestingly, should Beltran helm the Mets to their third World Championship, he’ll not only hold aloft the World Series trophy, he and his 435 home runs would claim the top spot in this player/manager distinction. A successful managerial career could also be the factor that tips Beltran’s Hall of Fame credentials in his favor.

Will Beltran be a successful Mets manager? It’s hard to predict. Even the greatest managerial minds can be foiled if closers can’t hold ninth inning leads. However, for a player whose Mets playing career is often marred by the memory of one moment, perhaps a redemption is in the making.

October 3, 2019 – RCT: Pete Stands Alone with 53 Home Runs as a Rookie … HR Record for Alonso But Is Callaway Going, Going…?

By Joe Rini

And yet…

Pete Alonso capped off a historic season by hitting a rookie record 53rd home run in Game 161 in Saturday’s 3-0 shutout over the playoff bound Braves. Three days earlier, Jacob deGrom staked his claim to back to back Cy Young Awards with seven more shutout innings over the Marlins en route to his 11th victory. Finally, a weekend of good vibes and second half renewal culminated with the recently reactivated Dominic Smith hitting a two-out, 11th inning walkoff three run homer in Sunday’s 7-6 victory over the Braves, giving the Mets their 86th win of the season, their best season since 2016.

And yet, the Mets did not make the postseason. Despite their exciting mad dash to reach the second wildcard spot, 2019 ended with the Mets a few strides behind the fast closing Milwaukee Brewers, so the question remains, will late season optimism be enough for the Mets to bring manager Mickey Callaway back in 2020?

Alonso entered the final series of the season at Citi Field one home run behind Aaron Judge’s rookie record of 52 in 2017 but his first inning home run cheered every Mets fan except perhaps those still making their way through the turnstiles. Alonso shared the rookie record with the Yankees slugger for barely 24 hours before slugging the record breaker 415 feet from home plate in the right centerfield seats.

Raising his arms in celebration as he crossed home plate, the 24-year old Florida native shed tears of joy as he took his place at first base in the next half inning. “To me, it just means so much,” Alonso said after the game. “I didn’t know I was going to be overcome with all that emotion. At that point, I might as well just let it out.” One year after David Wright played his last game for the Mets, Alonso has become the new face of the franchise with a buoyant personality matched only by his home run prowess. He’s become the leader of a team with high ambitions for 2020.

Whether Mickey Callaway is part of meeting those ambitions in 2020 remains to be decided at press time. While Callaway is driving back home to Florida this week, his fate is to be determined by end of season organizational meetings between the front office and ownership. There are enticing (and expensive) managerial options available, namely a couple of Joes with World Series rings (Maddon and Girardi) and Buck Showalter. The Mets could also go in house and tab the highly regarded (and less expensive) Luis Rojas. While the poor performance of the Mets bullpen is more to blame than Callaway’s in-game decision making for failing to make the postseason, Callaway was hired by Sandy Alderson so the the incumbent GM Brodie Van Wagenen may want to hitch his fate to his own managerial hire.

If Callaway was nervous about his job security, he didn’t betray it at the pregame press conference on Friday. I asked Callaway about what it was like working with 82-year old pitching coach Phil Regan, who ascended to the job in June. Citing Regan’s experience, knowledge, calm demeanor, and communication skills, Callaway said, “He’s outstanding…I run (everything) by him…I want to learn and be a better person, a better manager, a better coach every single day and being around guys like Phil every single day only helps that…what an amazing human being.”

I also played straight man to the 44-year old Callaway when I asked if he could picture himself coaching at 82 like Regan. Callaway joked to much laughter, “When I’m 82? I don’t even picture myself being alive!”

It was nearly 40 years ago when rookies Mookie Wilson and Hubie Brooks made their Mets debuts in September 1980 and they along with former Met Lenny Harris were at Citi Field this past weekend as part of the popular Mets Alumni visits (even Keith Hernandez dropped by the dugout to say hello). I asked Mookie and Hubie how they were received as much anticipated last seasons call-ups to a then last placed team.

Mookie acknowledged, “It wasn’t that warm. I think a lot of the veterans knew we were there to replace them…it was a challenge. Good thing about it, we came up together…we had each other.”

Hubie agreed that having Mookie and other up and coming players like Wally Backman and Mike Scott also helped the transition. “That was a big changeover,” he said. Having known each other from the minor leagues and winter ball, Hubie said, “We had confidence in each other to be able to make the club and stay here…they gave us a really good opportunity and that was good.”

It’s not often I get to write an article with references to 40 years in the future and 40 years in the past but time flies just like this season has flown by, too. As always, it’s been my privilege to cover the Mets this season and I thank you, the readers, for your support and like Pete Alonso and the rest of the 2019 Mets, let’s look forward to spring training 2020. Be well.

September 12, 2019 – RCT: It’s Miracle or Else for 2019 Mets … Syndergaard and the Quest for a Personal Catcher

By Joe Rini

Are there Miracle Mets every 50 years? The 2019 Mets hope so.

After an amazing 15-1 stretch catapulted the Amazins to within ½ game of a wildcard spot in the National League, a prolonged period of middling play at 13-14 since August 10 has seen the Mets drift 3.5 games from the second wildcard spot in a scrum with the Phillies, the Brewers, and the Diamondbacks as they try to knock the Chicago Cubs off the second wildcard perch.

Getting swept by the Cubs in late August, dropping two of three versus the Phillies at Citi Field this past weekend, and relief pitchers not named Seth Lugo have the Mets dangling off the proverbial plank with only 18 games to play.

After three relievers caused the Mets to blow a six run ninth inning lead for the first time in franchise history (plus causing thousands of disrupted nights sleep for Mets fans) in a disastrous 11-10 defeat at the hands of the Nationals in Washington on September 3, they rebounded to win the rubber match the next afternoon and it was an upbeat Mickey Callaway who greeted the press before Friday’s game against the Phillies, a 5-4 literal walk-off win for the Mets as Pete Alonso drew a bases loaded walk in the bottom of the ninth inning to force in the winning run.

A key second half contributor has been lefty starter Steven Matz. Since returning to the starting rotation in July, the Long Island native has dropped his season ERA by nearly a run and before facing the Phillies for a fifth time in 2019, I asked Callaway how Matz could continue his effectiveness against them.

Acknowledging that there are no secrets between division rivals, Callaway said, “He has to execute better than they execute their at bats.” Citing Matz’s improved performance since the All-Star break, Callaway said, “His cutter has been off the charts” especially to right-handed batters. “He’s very talented. He’s throwing really well at home this year so he has that nugget in the back of his mind, building confidence for him. He’s been pitching great since the All-Star break, so that’s another layer of confidence added on. He’s feeling great, performing great, so he should be able to go out there and throw one of his better games.”

Matz was good enough on Friday, allowing two runs in 5 ⅔ innings, while veterans Todd Frazier and Wilson Ramos provided help on offense. After the game, I asked Callaway about the importance of these veterans during the stretch run. “It’s big. We have a great mix of veteran guys and younger players that are performing….Frazier was probably the MVP of the game…and you figure Ramos will get you a hit a game.” Citing the roles played by Frazier and Ramos in starting rallies and driving in runs combined with Alonso’s walk-off walk, “Big job by our veterans and younger guys.”

There was drama on the field and melodrama off the field on Monday. Alonso hit home run numbers 46 and 47 in Monday’s 3-1 victory over the Diamondbacks with Aaron Judge’s rookie record of 52 within sight while published reports indicated that Noah Syndergaard again requested to management that he not pitch to Wilson Ramos since he has pitched better to backup catchers Tomas Nido and Rene Rivera. Speaking to the media on Tuesday, Syndergaard said, “It’s unfortunate that a private conversation I had with the front office and the coaching staff became public, but it is what it is right now.” 144 games into the season, the Mets have been unwilling to placate their 6 foot 6 inch pitcher with a personal catcher, so it’s likely Syndergaard and Ramos will continue to be battery mates through his final starts.

The Mets have struggled against the top teams in the league but they’ll need to reverse that trend quickly as they face the playoff bound Dodgers this weekend before heading to Colorado and Cincinnati for the final road trip of the season. Last decade, the Mets squandered two playoff runs in their final 17 games; perhaps these final 18 will be kinder to the residents of 41 Seaver Way.