Memo to Wilpons Re: 2008 Mets
By Howard Megdal
Fred: Changes are undoubtedly needed. But it’s vital here that you resist calls from fans for a mass execution.
By John Koblin
General Manager Omar Minaya praised Randolph to reporters yesterday afternoon, but stopped short of saying that the manager’s job was Read More
After another hellish Mets loss last night that capped what may be the most dramatic collapse in franchise history, Willie Randolph, again, stood behind his players.
“I’m never going to question the character of my team,” he said during a post-game press conference. “Just cause you lose or get into a rut doesn’t mean that Read More
For much of the second half, Orlando Hernandez was the Mets’ best pitcher. He solidified the starting rotation behind Tom Glavine as John Maine struggled and Pedro Martinez labored toward a return.
But as the season enters its final days with the Mets allowing an ungodly number of runs, the possible return of El Duque Read More
On Sunday, Sept. 23, Willie Randolph was standing alone in the visitors dugout on another unbearably muggy Miami morning—already 85 degrees, with 75 percent humidity. The New York beat reporters had just finished their 155th pregame briefing of the season in which, once again, they battered Randolph with questions about injuries and pitching problems.
Despite the Mets’ recent downturn, Willie Randolph has loyally stuck to the players, and strategy, that got the Mets to September 12 with a seven-game lead in the National League East.
But in the case of reliever Guillermo Mota, Randolph ’s unwavering confidence in the face of overwhelmingly disastrous results would leave even Tammy Wynette Read More
Damion Easley looked eagerly at the center table in the Mets clubhouse at Shea Stadium, where Carlos Delgado, Carlos Beltran and Willie Randolph were huddled in front of a laptop computer shortly before game time on May 29, studying the night’s opposing pitcher, the rookie phenom Tim Lincecum.
“That’s where I’m headed next,” he said. Read More
In the Mets clubhouse an hour before Saturday’s meaningless game against the Washington Nationals, Julio Franco was singing, general manager Omar Minaya was strutting, Shawn Green was lying down on the floor playing with his laptop.
Pedro Martinez, portrayed by the local media in recent days as brooding and cranky, was yelling in Spanish Read More