Remember the old show This Week in Baseball, the "real" one, hosted by Mel Allen. There was always a section of the show called "T.W.I.B. Notes." I guess it's a bit of a misnomer here, since I'll probably talk about football as well. P's and C's don't report for another 27 days. We won't even see games for another 12 days after that. Loyal Coop followers will also have no choice but to read anything including baseball that I have to write (kind of like Adam Sandler in the Wedding Singer, right before he launches into the spirited "Love Stinks").
So last night, a guy who was all but a uniform number assignment away from being a Met, signed with my fave AL team, the Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim, Orange County, California, North America, Planet Earth, Milky Way Galaxy. Uh, short form is that Joel Piniero signed with the Angels last night. As Cerrone said over at Metsblog, I think the Mets have cooties. No one wants to sign with them (see: Bengie Molina), even when they are the only ones offering money and years. Until an interloper comes in. I can't say I blame him though for going to Anaheim. The team is the real deal, they just came off a great year, are an A-plus organization and have a competent manager. Heh, maybe I should just become an Angels fan girl after all that (I keed).
While I can appreciate the Mets not wanting to outbid themselves (see: Luis Castillo), I also wonder if they have the sense of urgency we fans do. We don't need a blockbuster deal or some kind of top-flight ace on the pitching staff. Some guy with a rubber arm, who eats innings, translates well in the NL and gives us a chance to win every fifth day.
It's been no secret I have had sort of a fangirl thing for Jon Garland for a few years. In fact, I was famously saying in the offseason leading to 2008 that we should pursue HIM rather than a pie-in-the-sky deal for Johan Santana (See: Johan Santana is now a Met). Well, I think the time has come that my vision comes to fruition and get that man on the team PRONTO. If I can see that there are more question marks than exclamation points in this damn rotation, at least put a guy in there that you know exactly what you are getting. SIGH Do I need to break out the list again? Johan - sure thing. Maine - injury waiting to happen. Oh Pea - nuff said. Pelfrey - ???????. And who else is there? Ben Sheets? I like him, I think he's worth the risk, but let's be fair. As soon as the rumors start that the Texas Rangers are "interested," he is all but going there (because they are the only team dumb enough to give him what he wants guaranteed. See: A-Rod).
So Omar, Jeff, whoever is listening. Please just go get Jon Garland already. We shoulda had him years ago. But now we can, and I would be satisfied with the rotation. Now, I didn't say "happy" with it, but I'd understand.
Next up: my blolleagues over at Studious Metsimus have brought to my attention that co-blogger Joey B. (from da B) has not been happy about his lack of blogging from his blogmaster, Bear Man. Since he specifically mentioned writing for me, I asked Joey for his dad's permission to bring him to spring training. So in addition to Chap and me, Joey will be coming along for the trip!
Of course, last is my obligatory posting on the Jets. Seems like Joe Namath is liking the confidence they are projecting, going into the heavily favored Peyton Manning-led Indianapolis this weekend for the Conference Championships. I have to say, being a lifelong Jets fan (something I wasn't necessarily "proud" of), this type of thinking is different and I have to say that I, too, have been drinking the green Kool-Aid as of late and truly believe they have more than a fighting chance to win this weekend.
Joe Willie also makes an interesting point, that the Jets infamously beat the "favored" Colts in Super Bowl III. Of course, the Colts were still in Baltimore at the time (ironically, the Jets could have played Baltimore Ravens this weekend had they won as well). But I can't help but notice that the Jets have this hottie new quarterback, much like Broadway Joe was back in the dizzay. Perhaps we will see Mark Sanchez in about 30 years, hitting on some young female reporter on the sidelines at a game.
I keed, I keed. Personally, though, I would just like to see the Jets win. Just make it to the Super Bowl. That's all I ask. It will just be fun to have a team that I genuinely root for in there.