Sometimes, your intrepid columnist is stuck. The day I’ve scheduled to write will start with me having no bleeding idea what I will write about. I’ll scratch my head for most of a morning and sweat and strain to get down five hundred or a thousand words worthy of the pixels I’ll expend — if it looks good and entertains you, so much the better. Granted, the Mets haven’t made it easy on us blogging-folk so far this fall. The news cycle has been quite draggy since that glorious day that R.A. Dickey took home some silverware. A Brian Bixler signing here, a Scott Rice acquisition there, a Brandon Hicks or a Carlos Torres show up… It’s not anything that will set the back-pages alight. Sandy Alderson has put his Marine training to good use, as all information has been vetted, parsed and honed before it is released to the general public. Word is coming out of Queens with an eye-dropper.
Today, it’s different. My piece is practically writing itself today and news is filtering out even as I compose today’s article. I live for stuff like this in the offseason. This morning, Fox’s Ken Rosenthal reported that contract extension talks with David Wright and Dickey are moving very slowly, slower than anticipated. Several outlets claimed that the Mets offered Wright a six-year, $100 million deal yesterday and were politely declined. Come noon-time today, the whispers were that the Mets had upped their offer to seven years, — kicking in after an already-picked-up 2013 option – at around a $17 million average annual value. Apparently, the Mets are pretty stoked that Wright will take ‘em up on this one. Of course Jayson Stark – a Met-hater if ever there was one – opines that a deal will not get done before the Winter Meetings. Stark is from Philadelphia, used to cover the Phillies, wrote a book about their 2008 world championship and will never shrink from tossing the wet blanket over Met fans’ hopes. The beat goes on…
When I can post a group of disparate links like these, all on the same subject, now that’s exciting stuff. Is it Edward R. Murrow in London during the Blitz? Not exactly, but it’s better to be in the thick of things than trying to piece together something remotely coherent right out of my head.
The snow falls outside my window. We’ve just had Thanksgiving. The Christmas holidays are gearing up. The football Giants are rolling through their division. All signs and facts point to winter and cold. My thoughts, though, go first to Nashville for next week’s Winter Meetings, then to a Florida February, to prep for the Summer Game.
Ain’t baseball grand?
I’m attending the Hope Shines for Shannon dinner this coming Thursday. It’s a fundraiser for Shannon Forde, the Mets’ VP of Communications who is battling stage IV cancer and is one of the best people you’ll ever want to meet. I’ll make a full report next week.
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