First Glavine, now Mota. Gone and gone! Ohmigod, what have we done to deserve this? Not having to root any longer for two guys I and, I suspect, most of us never wanted on the Mets must be like when your sentence is suspended by a kindly judge or president. It’s a Get Out Of Mezzanine Jail Free card…twice!
Who’d we get for Guillermo the choking, cheating coward who sucks on so many levels that I do believe he is the perfect storm of suckitude? Does it matter? Not really. But it’s a catcher, Johnny Estrada, the dude who mixed it up with Ned Yost in the Miller Park runway last August. Johnny Estrada, to whom I have always referred privately as Johnny Blue Jeans for no reason except the name stuck in my mind from a show I never watched but for which I saw a ton of commercials ten years ago, is pretty good I seem to recall (until somebody produces those helpful stats that will make me realize what a disaster he is and how I’ll be an idiot for enjoying his first RBI), though he does move from club to club quite a bit. Is there a correlation between his being on his fifth team in eight seasons and his personality? The fighting with managers maybe? Is he some kind of catching Bruce Chen? Whatever. I’m guessing he’s better than our heretofore tentative 2008 starting catcher, which was slated to be 40% Ramon Castro and 60% I Don’t Know.
And I don’t care. Not when Mota’s out the same door Glavine just went through. You give me anything short of food poisoning for Mota and it will be a Happy Thanksgiving.