The Mets are a Mess

Mr Met is probably crying his exorbitantly large eyes out tonight after the mess that has been following the Mets around the last few days. For the uninformed it basically goes like this: There have been rumors that the manager, Willy Randolph, was about to fired for at least a month now. They got even worse this past weekend, and it finally came to a boiling point last night.

The Mets announced that they fired Randolph at 3:14 AM ET, and they're getting absolutely killed for it. Let me offer up this explanation though: The Mets were playing in LA, so the announcement really came out at 12:14 AM PT. The game started at 7:05 and lasted for 3:10, meaning it didn't end until 10:15. That means that in the course of and hour and fifty-nine minutes, the following things happened:

• Post game interviews
• Showers
• Talk to team
• Trip to Hotel
• Get fired

I'm not sure what the issue here is. That seems like a reasonable two hours, and not at all like the Mets were waiting until the middle of the night. Maybe the East Coast should just suck it up and remember that there are two oceans surrounding this country.

On a side note, I know the perfect candidate for the new manager. The Mets need a guy that can regain control of the players and motivate them. I know just that guy.

Bill Cowher.

Seriously. Baseball managers don't do anything outside of lead the players anyway, so why not Mr. Cowher. Call me if you want to talk if over Omar.