Baseball Musings
Baseball Musings
February 28, 2008
Wanting Santana

Emma Span looks at why the Yankees and Red Sox fans were happy they didn't get Santana. She closes with a great paragraph:

Of course, these concerns are a luxury few teams can afford, and you won't hear many Mets fans complaining about overspending. Their team hasn't won a championship since 1986, and last year's nominal ace, Tom Glavine, cemented the team's epic September implosion by throwing one-third of an inning of seven-run ball on the last day of the season. The Mets needed Santana, and--thanks in large part to the Yankees' and Red Sox's abstention--they got him. As the fans at Shea know all too well, you need to have success before you can worry about how it's achieved.

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re: santana

the real santana, carlos santana, the gifted guitarist whose group performed at woodstock doing "soul sacrifice", would probably say to the mets,

"you've got to change your evil ways".

The problem for the ny mets, as it always has been since the days of darryl strawberry, dwight gooden and keith hernandez, is that new york city provides so many distractions in the way of women wine and song that they just can't focust on baseball.

certainly once they got up on the phils 13 games they probably started celebrating a bit early and the parties probably never stopped in time to recover and smell the coffee when the lead collapsed unexpectedly and they had to go out and play ball.

with all its beautiful models, superb restaurants, celebrities and endless parties, nyc is the perfect place to destroy the concentration of any sports team.

the yankees, because they ARE celebrities, have learned to deal with it and still win.

but the mets seem to have some trouble acclimating themselves to being winners in a town that loves its winners.

in philly, if you win, the local joe buys you a beer and you belly up to the bar with him. the local girls look like, well, beautiful but local girls. it's all stuff you forget by the next day and you're back to the ballpark. maybe a cheesesteak fatter.

--art k, philly

Posted by: art kyriazis at March 4, 2008 10:51 AM
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