The San Francisco Giants received some unfortunate news today, as left fielder Nori Aoki will be out indefinitely with a fractured right fibula.
The Arizona Diamondbacks announced the demotion of former-closer Addison Reed yesterday. With a 5.92 ERA and 1.81 strikeouts-to-walks ratio over 24.1 innings this season, the move was hardly surprising.
Needless to say, adding a bat or two at the July 31st trade deadline is a must for the Mets. But the front office could better evaluate the extent of their offensive needs by calling up top prospect Michael Conforto now.
I've always loved the monuments at Yankee Stadium but they don't respond to me when I talk to them. Fortunately, Citi Field has its own historical symbols, and one of them is Tracy Nieporent, a Mets fan since 1962, who is alive and well and a fixture at most home games.
The Mets needing offense is an understatement. And with David Wright out indefinitely, the team lacks a third baseman in the worst way.
Pitchers drafted in the late rounds represent much smaller investments for the teams and are therefore expendable. This creates an incentive for the teams to push those late round draft picks who throw very hard through the minor league system quickly with little concern for their futures.
According to FOXSports.com's Ken Rosenthal, the Milwaukee Brewers may have rejected the New York Mets' straight-up offer of Jon Niese for veteran third baseman Aramis Ramirez yesterday evening.
Getting no-hit by San Francisco Giants' rookie Chris Heston last night was another low point to the New York Mets' season.
I have been called many things in my life, not all of them repeatable in polite company, which I am seldom in anyway. But the one I love to hear repeated is Poppie, which is what I am called by my 2-year-old granddaughter, Chloe.
In the minds of most New York Mets' fans, the hunt for Jose Reyes' replacement -- now four seasons after his uncontested free-agent departure -- is still an ongoing journey. Needless to say, current Mets' shortstop Wilmer Flores' performance through May is doing little to inspire fans to move on.
I do windows. Unfortunately, I do them every couple of years, which gives the windows plenty of time to get dirty, and even then it is clear that I don't do them very well because I have always considered the job a pane in the glass.
It may just be a game. It might just be an illusion of hope. It might be too early in the season to order playoff tickets. But it's starting to feel a lot like 1969. Or 1986.
I'm not a sports fan. I just don't really get the whole organized, professional sports team thing, the fanaticism, caring who wins what, when, by how ...
Welcome to the 2015 season -- a faint glimmer of hope arrives on warmer winds for long-suffering Mets fans. After a frozen offseason, the Mets are set to open against the Washington Nationals this Sunday on ESPN. But there's something different in the air around CitiField.
One of the many great things about living in New York City is the abundance of sports teams. In every major sport, New York has not one, but at least two professional teams -- a luxury not afforded to smaller cities like Cleveland or even more cosmopolitan ones like Boston.
Today I am a Bay Area resident with over 20 years under my belt. I support the local teams. They are two of the most exciting teams in baseball, but they are simply not mine. My heart is still with the Mets. And as hard as I have tried, I just can't quit them. I love them -- they are my team.