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I kept saying, “Well, what else
can happen?”
So I found out.
The
Giants would miss the playoffs entirely. The
Jets would lose the AFC Championship and
look a little stupid in
doing so. The Knicks would hit a losing
streak. And the Mets, prized Mets
possessions of the Wilpons lo these many
years, could be sold, even if just
partially.
If I understand this correctly,
the Wilpons invested around
520 mill, got back about 570 mill, and somehow, almost magically so,
found
themselves liable for a billion dollars. Only
in America. Only
to Mets
Fans.
You didn’t see the Steinbrenners
making friends with
crooks. (I find myself wondering what
Billy Martin would have said to that). Sure,
the Yanks have their own problems, like
a GM starting to feel his
oats in the last year of his contract, a new relief pitcher only the GM didn’t want, and an old shortstop that
only
the GM wants to make even older.
But only Mets fans could find
themselves in this kind of
situation. The injuries weren’t
enough. The bad luck wasn’t enough. The ticket prices weren’t enough.
CitiField couldn’t play longer, Ollie couldn’t
be sent down, Beltran couldn’t be more pissed off.
So, just when the Wilpons seemed
to be getting their affairs
together, for example, hiring a GM who wasn’t an idiot and a manager
with some
good experience, they find themselves looking disaster straight in the
eyeballs.
Just when they started to fill
out their starting pitching
with smart savvy guys like Chris Young and Capuano, just when they
re-signed
Pelfrey and Dickey, and just when it looked as they had decided to keep
guys
like Beltran and Bay (rather than sell them now at a sure loss), we
have to
find out about the vagaries of the legal system….the hard way.
Not that I mind a little
ownership sharing, but can the
Wilpons really be the shills in this Ponzi scheme?
Can you just see Jeff Wilpon rubbing his
hands together, sneering “HaHaHaHa” in a smoke-filled room, and happily
encouraging all their friends to give all their hard-won assets to
Madoff?
I mean, maybe they did encourage
people unknowingly, but
that’s not what the lawyers for the prosecution are saying. They seem to think an organization with that
much money has to have enough intelligence and financial savvy to know
when
they’re involved in something a little fishy.
Come on, guys, these
are the
friggin’ Mets! It was easy. This could
only happen to them.
I believe the Wilpons. Sure, they’re not the brightest lights in the
sky but they’ve never
shown any signs of being evil. I think
they invested a lot of their money with a trusted friend, somebody
who’d always
been reliable. I think they saw
financial statements and prospectuses and spreadsheets and graphs
showing
everything going up, and not even dramatically up.
How many of us would think there was
something wrong?
I guess it’s inevitable that
they’ll wind up losing a lot of
their original 520 million. That would
only be fair, to distribute the total losses among all the clientele
more evenly,
and I’m thinking all the lawyers will even agree on some huge amount,
like
maybe half to ¾ of the original investment.
But that will be all.
I
think we’ve already
seen the effects on the team’s acquisitional policy, which is to say,
they’re
not spending a lot of money. And I have no
problem with that. If they had spent big
bucks on another Ollie or picked up Carl Pavano, for example, that would have gotten me upset.
But the whole thing, this whole
sick Madoff-Wilpon thing, is
really kind of unsettling. It brings the
real world too close to my psyche. If I
wanted that, I wouldn’t be a fan at all. I’d
spend a lot of time reading about Egypt,
and Afghanistan and
Pakistan. I’d be fretting about reducing
corporate taxes and making bad electric cars. I’d
be ecstatic about firing the whole damned
Passaic Valley Sewer
Authority.
I can’t control those things. I can only vote. And
look what that’s got me.
We can’t control ownership
issues either. We can just hope for the
best. All the question marks of last year
have to
resolve in our favor. Jason Bay has to
hit, Carlos Beltran has to excel, Angel Pagan has to keep it going, and
Reyes
has to have a nice year. Ike Davis and
Josh Thole have to keep developing. Pelfrey
and Niese and Dickey have to keep on
truckin’.
It’s maybe a blessing in
disguise that this
non-acquisitional period just happens to coincide with the ascension of
the
Phillies and the Braves. Let’s watch
their expensive pitching blow up. Let’s
see what bad luck they can have with expensive arms.
And yeah, we’ll concede the
pennant this year, and maybe
even the year after that, but that second year could yield a wildcard. And this year this team could be a real pain
in the butt to just about anybody.
I mean, think about it. Reyes, Pagan, Beltran, Wright, Bay, Davis and
Thole. That’s 7 of 8 spots that can hit. We can deal with a bad bat at second base,
not that Luis Castillo will be a bum or that rookie won’t possibly
improve a
lot. There’s a lot of speed and power in
that lineup. And, with even just
middling luck, that lineup should produce a lot of runs.
As for pitching, forget Santana
for now. And Pelfrey’s not really an ace. Who needs an ace anyway? They
only really make a difference in the
playoffs, an atmosphere that always seems to bring the worst out of
even better
than average arms. If you can boast of
length in a pitching staff, that’s something in and of itself. The Mets will be in every game.
So I think we’ve already borne
the brunt of the Madoff-Wilpon
saga. “What else can happen” may
wind
up being a lot of good things.
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