It seems things can collapse fast; in fact just as fast as a seven game collapse, suffered two years ago over a course of seventeen days. It is a team that comes with mortals, baggage, and intense drama.
Fingers are always pointing in several directions, looking to blame anyone else for the faltering mortification. The Mets are nuts, as the new colossal stadium, Citi Field, in which they invested an enormous price, has suddenly turned into a dysfunctional environment.
Fast to ridicule interstate rivals of unbearable tumultuous, it’s very noticeable that the Mets are New York’s dysfunctional team, toppling into foolish disturbance that could have been avoided. They can very easily be mocked as imbeciles, as most of their issues were minor troubles that suddenly turned into critical problems.
None of the pathetic mess correlates with steroids or players violating a drug test. But in recent memory, poor management associates to a repulsive juncture that has inserted tension and blame.
Sure, ownership can blame a reporter of debacles. Sure, ownership can point fingers at someone else affiliated with the media. But meanwhile, losing control of the Mets is general manager Omar Minaya's fault.
He allowed downcast issues to divide a team and hinder a potential playoff appearance. By sanctioning too much latitude to ownership and player personnel, Minaya abandoned them and never demanded serve criteria to maintain a certain respect level among players and managerial personnel.
Instead, he is busy pointing fingers, trying to find a valid excuse. Assuming that fans are mentally tired of Minaya having the authority to make personnel decisions, it shall employ Fred Wilpon to terminate the mayhem.
Otherwise, disastrous entities can amplify into serious self-distractions. The Mets are angling closer to annihilation and are on brink of more hassles. Blinded by sturdy finances and injuries that have delayed felicity, including off-and-on episodes within the front office, Wilpon shouldn’t hesitate.
Minaya has crossed the line. He is the problem.
Instead of becoming a brilliant architect, he has dismantled a promising team, and could have been known as the cleverest architect in baseball. He aggressively pulled off a blockbuster trade to acquire top-profile ace Johan Santana from the Minnesota Twins and agreed on a contract extension worth $137.5 million, making him the richest pitcher in major league history. But not long after, Minaya’s guise stumbled when he cowardly fired former manager Willie Randolph during a West Coast trip at three in the morning.
Immediately, the first thing that came to mind was Minaya’s out-of-class oddity. Not only was it a faulty move, but it was mishandled unprofessionally. If Minaya had planned to fire Randolph, then why not wait until late morning or mid-afternoon? Not to mention he could have waited to get back on the east coast instead of the wee hours of the morning.
I lost respect for Minaya because of the way he strangely handled issues in the wrong way. And now, I have a different attitude towards Minaya in a press conference that took an abnormal twist.
The idea of the conference was to inform us on the dismissal of vice president of player personnel and longtime friend Tony Bernazard, who foolishly removed his shirt in a heated confrontation with All-Star closer Francisco Rodriguez, challenging minor leaguers to a fight and scolding an employee for a seating misunderstanding.
A Mets executive acknowledged Tuesday that Minaya offered a misconception by attacking Mets beat reporter, Adam Rubin of the New York Daily News in a conference, which heated an altercation.
Rubin confronted Minaya when his name was singled out, questioning him of critical stories that were written of Bernazard. The fact is, Rubin identified Bernazard as a hot-headed bully, as to which Minaya said he had “lobbied” for a job in the Mets’ player-development department.
Even if Rubin lobbied for a job, he is still not the problem. Minaya is.
The Mets must face the truth and realize they are dysfunctional. Lately, they have been compared to teams like the Dallas Cowboys, Chicago Cubs and the New York Yankees. If you're wondering why Minaya is still around, after making poor decisions with inexcusable methods, it just shows how long the Mets will tolerate fragile nonsense and how long they will defend Minaya.
After all, they are a baseball team, not public defenders. And, well, Minaya doesn’t know what the hell he is doing. Currently, he’s putting them in a deeper hole, and championship dreams in the backburner. Winning a pennant is prolonged until Minaya either steps down or gets fired. If he has pride, he will step down to avoid further criticism and collapses that has been his trademark since stepping in as a dubious voice maker.
With Minaya around, exceptional talent hazes into the background. The Mets were expected to dominant the NL East and were divisional favorites. But having flaws in the front office just invokes equivocal repercussions and destroys chemistry to throw out exceptional competence.
Along with injuries of dominant star players Jose Reyes, Carlos Delgado, Gary Sheffield and Carlos Beltran, all spent time on the disabled list, Jerry Manuel has been forced to juggle the lineup and left field assignments.
But it isn’t their faults, nor is it Manuel’s fault.
The man to blame is Minaya.
We jumped to conclusion too quickly, giving praise to him for his charismatic and confident personality, something Bernazard didn’t have. He was frustrated with the team's failures and was probably stressed from all the pressure building in the front office.
But if there’s one executive pressured, it is Minaya.