But apparently Willie was one of the last people to know he was already toast, gone, kaput. Johan Santana would not be his next day’s pitcher. He’d be Jerry Manuel’s next day pitcher. I keep thinking how Jerry and Willie seem to be so close, always side-by-side in the dugout, laughing together, partners. And yet Jerry had to know for a significant amount of time what was going on. It just feels smarmy.
Why not let Willie Randolph, Rick Peterson, and Tom Nieto sleep through the night, happy about the win. Why fire them right after their return? Why send them to CA to begin with? Why make them all wait so long if the decision had been made days ago? I know I’m not the only one with these questions, and it’s a terrible answer if the reason is that the front office thought they could sneak the story in under the radar. This story was never going under the radar, no matter how the business was done. This story was always going to be a ten-story blip on the radar.
Whether you wanted Willie fired or not, a shake up or not, I mean…badly done, Mets organization. All around, from start to finish, badly done.
I find myself disappointed that Willie is gone. I believe I had more faith in him, in the end, than I had realized. But more, I can’t imagine that Jerry Manuel is the solution, even in the short term. Could Ken Oberkfell or Dan Warthen help the current team? Maybe. I’ll hope for it.
Right now, only winning will do anything to make the current situation any better. Lots, and lots of winning.
Otherwise, I fear, the spiral of backlash against the Mets powers-that-be has truly only just begun…