Billy Joel is a Jerk

So, 50,000 people or whatever bought tickets to a Billy Joel concert thinking they were going to see the last concert ever at Shea Stadium, and now they are only going to see the second-to-last concert ever at Shea. Nice. What a jerk.

 

http://mets.lohudblogs.com/2008/02/19/piano-man-encore/

 

Transplanted Ex-Mets Update: The Joe McEwing Era has ended

Tell Cooperstown to start etching the plaque.  Metsblog passes along word that Joe McEwing has hung up his cleats.  Somewhere, Tony LaRussa is having a whiskey sour in his honor. 

 

Whenever I hear McEwing's name, I think of when my buddies and I had the Sunday pack in the loge section, and behind us sat this husband and wife pair who had an unhealthy obsession with McEwing. "JOOOOOOOOEEEEEEYYYYYYY!!!" they would scream like loons at the guy, over and over and over again.  "Best player on the team!," they insisted, while the guy took a mini bat and banged it on the metal railing, incessantly.

 

ONE TIME McEwing got a big hit after their chanting, and in response the clown remarked "See? It pays to be rude."

Name Doug's Kid!

Doug in the comments section of the previous post, has a son due in two months, and presumably a very patient spouse.  He says he's looking for "just the right Met name" for his new kid.

 

He says Shea is in the running, but it's too feminine and too Irish.  Doug, don't forget that Larry Chipper Jones named his daughter Shea in honor of how well he hit in the ballpark.  If that's not the biggest kick in the teeth to Mets fans I don't know what is.  I think Shea is still a good dog name, though.  Next dog I have I might name after Chipper's daughter.

 

Seaver is another option for Doug.  I like this idea.  I'd probably cast my vote for this one.

 

I named my dog Mookie, but that would probably give your Jewish grandmother some agita.

 

Let me throw a few names out there:

 

Tug (but I hope you're a better dad than McGraw was)

Murphy (but you thought Shea was too Irish)

Agee

Carter

 

Other suggestions, readers? 

Booooooooorrrrrrrring

Man, is this just the most uneventful offseason in Mets memory, or what? We traded arguably our most exciting young player this side of Jose Reyes for a rightfielder who can't hit lefties and a catcher who can't hit anything. Other than that, the biggest baseball news coming out of Flushing is we have a neato first base coach in 2008.

If the players we sign can't be stars, at least they have semi-interesting names: Steven Register, Matt Wise, and Angel Pagan. If only these players were any good, New York's copy editors could have a lot of fun writing headlines about them.

Metsblog must have posted 8,000 different articles about Johan Santana rumors, and absolutely nothing of substance to report. Not really Matt Cerrone's fault, but it's really gotten retarded. If Hank Steinbrenner coughed up a nickel for every time he said the Junkees were in or out of the Santana Sweepstakes, Cashman would have the $200 Million it's gonna take to sign the guy. The Mets don't say a damn thing - just leak rumors to Schmuck Francesca that the Twins want Reyes and the Mets won't trade him.

I've plunked down my bills for two sets of seven packs, ensuring that I'll see the last ever Shea opener and the final regular finale at my church... I am just so damn used to the Mets winning the World Series in December every year that I just can't get over the lack of a big splash this year. Heck, how about a little splash? Sign Mike Piazza to be the backup backstop and run Rapist Ramon out of town already. I'm glad we no longer have any known juicers on the roster, but I'd be even happier if we didn't have anyone who had been convicted of assault on a female either. Hey, it's my soapbox I can preach if I want to.

Roger Clemans looked liked the biggest liar in the world on 60 minutes this month, but if he really does follow through with the lawsuit - I mean really follow through and drag it all the way through the courts, and really takes the stand under oath before Congress and says if he used steroids he should be kept out of the hall of fame and be made to give back his Cy Youngs, I'll give him a smidgen of the benefit of the doubt. Until then he's Roider Clemens to me. And Paul LoDuca can shut the hell up.

Man, I wish I had more real baseball to write about.

My son is due in 27 days and we had a baby shower this weekend. I am proud to say that besides all teh other very generous gifts we got, I'm excited to report my kid's brainwashing will begin on day one, when he arrives into this world equipped with Mets pacifiers, Mets receiving blanket, several Mets T-shirts including a David Wright #5 tee, Mets shorts, Mets plush baseball, a Mets rattle, a Mets picture frame, and perhaps best of all, a Mr. Met crib mobile. Awesome.


Now we'll just see if the kid shows up on Feb. 15th, the day pitchers and catchers report. That would be the second best arrival date after Feb 2. Groundhog Day, of course. So for the rest of my life I can embarrass the kid by telling the story of his birthday, when the doctor held aloft my new baby boy, who then saw his shadow and we had six more weeks of winter.

Wocka wocka wocka.

Transplanted Ex-Mets Update: Hideo Nomo

Transplanted ex-Mets pitcher Hideo Nomo has signed a minor-league contract with the Kansas City Royals.

Hey, never count this guy out against a comeback. How many times in his career has he seemed to be done, only to pitch well again?

Roger The Dodger

New Year New Blog

It's been quite awhile since I last posted in this spot - understandable to all of my readers, I mean both of my readers, I hope. I changed states, changed jobs, and pretty much everything. My wife and I are expecting our first child just about six weeks from now, and from that pont on I'll begin my attempts to make sure my son is a Mets fan.

So, since I'm now in New Jersey, I guess I'm technically not a Transplanted Mets Fan, but I am of course still a Mets fan with a need to vent my thoughts. My surfing ability is limited from my work computer due to a firewall, and my blogging ability is limited at home due to time constraints, but even though my new job blocks my own blog from the company firewall, I can still post via e-mail... So that's what I'll do.

It's been a frustrating offseason following a frustrating season, but my buddies and I bought two Shea Stadium ticket plans anyway. We'll go to Opening Day and get our schedule magnet, and we'll go to the last regular-season game at Shea Stadium as well. We bought tickets for three seats, to 14 games in all, and are dividing them up amongst the four of us. I'm choosing my games carefully, making sure not to abandon my wife for too many nights too close together. Despite the warnings from my friend, I am determined to get my kid into Shea Stadium before they knock the place down, just so I can get a picture of him there, to prove he was there! And if I can get his first word to be "Mookie" I'll be proud papa indeed...

So Happy 2008, Fellow Mets fans far and wide. Hope you'll continue to read this spot, even though now I am technically <gasp> a New Jersey Mets Fan.

Jose Reyes Chant in Greensboro North Carolina

I have just three days left in North Carolina, and a few of us went to the Rock 92 BrewFest to have a good time during our last weekend in Greensboro.  It was a four hour, all you can drink affair, and about three hours into it people were getting a bit drunk.  Spontaneously, an Ole!  Ole Ole Ole! soccer chant breaks out from these three or four college kids.  I chime in, but of course sing it it with "JOSE" instead of "Ole."  I did it really loud too, because otherwise you'd never even notice it, right?  My buddy Dustin joined me in my Jose chant, while the other frat boys continued with the oles, probably unaware that I was pirating their fun. 

I spotted a dude across the room in a Mets cap, eyeing me, wondering if I was a Mets fan, or if I was just some drunk named Jose who was imparting his own name into the song.  Suddenly another guy comes running over and starts singing along with the Jose chant.  At this point it was pretty even between the guys singing Ole and the ones singing JOSE.  I think even one of the guys who had started the Ole chant had changed to Jose, just for the heck of it.  Finally after a while we stopped and I asked the guy who had come over if he was a Mets fan.  He said no, he's a Nationals fan.  "Expos Suck!,"  I screamed.  He said "No, I'm an ASTROS fan."  I said, so what's with the Jose chanting then?  He gave Jose a Reyes some kind of weird backhanded compliment and then called him an illegal immigrant or something.  All righty then.  So then I saw the guy with the Mets cap walking by, the one who was confusedly watching us sing.  "PAUL LO-DU-CA!,"  I yelled.  His face brightened and he gave me a knowing point.

That's the great thing about Mets fans.  You spot a Mets cap in a foreign place and you can bet he's a real Mets fan.  You see a dude in a Yankees cap in Greensboro, and odds are he's just a frat boy.

JOSE!  JOSE JOSE JOSE!  JO-SE!  JO-SE.

Transplanted ex-Mets Update: Cliff Floyd's Father Passes Away

Zoë Rice posts word about the sad passing of Cliff Floyd's father. Head over to her site for the link to the story and also some very funny commentary about a very strange sighting at RFK.

Last night, in his first game back from the bereavement list, Cliff had the game-winning 2RBI single to lead the Cubs past the Giants.

Transplanted ex-Mets Update

Mike Piazza fell just a double shy of hitting for the cycle for the first time in his career during the A's 8-5 win over the Chicago White Sox Thursday. Piazza also hit his first homer at McAfee Coliseum as an Athletic. He nearly got his double in the seventh inning, but was robbed by a diving catch by the Sox's Jerry Owens.

Roberto Hernandez became the 12th pitcher in major-league history to appear in 1,000 games when he entered last night's game in the ninth inning for the Dodgers.  He gave up two runs, but the Dodgers beat the Astros anyway, 6-2, backed by fellow ex-Met Jeff Kent's three doubles.

Mike Cameron hit his 15th homer of the season, a three-run shot, to kick off the Padres 11-9 win over Colorado.

Sherman: Best of The ex-Mets in 2007

In his blog for the New York Post, Joel Sherman runs down the five ex-Mets pitchers having the best seasons in 2007:

1. Scott Kazmir, Devil Rays. 2. Brian Bannister, Royals. 3. Jason Isringhausen, Cardinals. 4. Heath Bell, Padres. 5. David Weathers, Reds. For a last-place team in the AL, Kazmir is 9-7 with a 3.44 ERA and 168 strikeouts. And here is something easy to forget: Kazmir is 10 days younger than Mike Pelfrey.

Hat Tip to Matt Cerrone for the link

Transplanted Ex-Mets Update: ex-Mets Lead The Way

In last night's game action...

Mike Piazza broke a scoreless tie with an RBI single in the fourth inning, leading the A's past the Chicago White Sox 3-2.

Jorge Julio pitched a scoreless eighth inning and Kaz Matsui had an RBI single in the ninth during the Rockies 3-0 win in San Diego.

David Weathers pitched a scoreless ninth in the Reds 11-9 win over the Cubs, notching his 24th save in 29 opportunities.

Transplanted ex-Mets Update: Julio Franco in Minor League Action Tonight

Ex-Met Julio Franco is scheduled to join the Braves' class A club the Rome Braves tonight when the team faces the Greenville Drive at home.

Franco was released by the Mets over the All-Star break, and re-joined with the Braves.  He hit .250 and drove in seven runs in 11 games for the Braves, and was designated for assignment when the Braves aquired Mark Teixeria.

48-year-old Franco was playing in the majors before any of the Rome players were even born.

Tough Transplanted Ex-Mets

On ESPN.com, Jerry Crasnick runs down the toughest players in baseball. Toughest ex-Met on the list? Ty Wigginton, who placed #5 on the list:

If Eric Byrnes is known as the Crash Test Dummy, then Wigginton should forever be regarded as the Human Four-Car Pileup. "This guy will run into, over or through anybody or anything," said Washington Nationals reliever Ray King. Just ask catcher Koyie Hill, who suffered a broken ankle while being steamrolled by Wigginton, or Yadier Molina, whose cage was similarly rattled. Wigginton isn't the most skilled or graceful athlete. But he's a grunting, snorting, collision-inducing machine.

Meanwhile, Tom Glavine took 9th place on Crasnick's list, while David Wright, Pedro Martinez and transplanted ex-Mets Mike Cameron and Jeff Kent received honorable mentions.

Wow, what a week for Glavine, huh? First he wins his 300th, and now this? Man, what a prestigious honor!

Transplanted Ex-Mets Update - Jose Offerman

Metstradamus has a post about an embarrassing story about ex-Met Jose Offerman.