In a season where the Mets are celebrating the 50^th Anniversary of the 1969 Miracle Mets, management is actually asking the fans to think more in the line with the 1973 “Ya Gotta Believe” Mets. The problem is that the Mets of 2019 do not resemble either of those teams.

It’s so easy to point to the bullpen as the problem. However, the Mets bullpen is actually not in any more of a state of dysfunction than any other team this year, except for the Yankees. Every team is having bullpen problems. The horrible state of the bullpen is AN issue but not THE issue.

Although the 1973 team was handicapped by injuries to just about every key player on the team and was in last place in August, the reason there was hope for that team was that once the team was again at full strength, the pitching rich team was exceptionally strong up the middle with Jerry Grote behind the plate, Bud Harrelson at short, Felix Millan at second base, and Don Hahn in centerfield. This year’s team falls far short of being strong up the middle, important especially when you build your team around your starting pitching.

For the second year in a row, the Mets started out looking like they were going to take the league by storm. Instead, they look overmatched everywhere they go.

The roster is constructed poorly no matter how you look at it. The complaint following the last game in Milwaukee was that there was no lefty on the bench to pinch hit late in the game. That’s because the Mets are too left handed in their starting lineup to begin with. They have too many infielders and not enough outfielders.

Their best fielding (and hitting) second baseman is playing left field. Their best fielding first baseman was relegated to the minor leagues because he can’t effectively play left field. Their star shortstop is a fielding nightmare and even I could get him out as long as I threw a breaking pitch a foot off the outside corner of the plate. The star catcher who came in to make us try to forget how bad Travis d’Arnaud has been hasn’t hit much at all and is brutal behind the plate, actually making d’Arnaud seem somewhat functional. Todd Frazier, who I never considered an everyday player, is proving that he is not an everyday player. He swings for the fences on every pitch. Speaking of swing for the fences on every pitch - the apparent success that the Mets experienced by hitting the ball to the opposite field and putting the ball in play has…suddenly…disappeared. Once again, every hitter - with the exception of Jeff McNeil - clearly appears to be swinging for the fences again. I guess Chili Davis’ advice was only good for a few games.

The game has obviously changed. I never thought of baseball as a dangerous game. I thought of football as a dangerous game, but not baseball. I learned how to take out a second baseman to break up a double play in Little League. I learned how to barrel into a catcher if he had the ball and was blocking the plate. And I learned that I was going to GET BARRELED INTO if I was blocking the plate when I was catching. I got some of the eight broken noses I suffered over the years that way.

There are things that were just a part of baseball. There are things that were not in the rule book. It was just understood. It was the “code.” One thing I was always good at was stealing signs. It helped that I had a photographic memory. But I paid attention while everyone else was jerking around. I didn’t have to guess what pitch was coming when I was hitting, I often knew what was coming. And, no, I didn’t always peek back at the catcher, I wouldn’t do that. I picked up on the odd habits and, perhaps, tics that a pitcher might have that would give away what he was about to do. In fact, if a batter peeked back at MY signs, he got buzzed behind the ear on a throw back to my battery mate.

It happens every spring. The Mets strength is what? Let’s hear it…their pitching. Well, the pitching has been unimpressive, to say the least. Even Jacob deGrom has looked “human.”

The bullpen has been just brutal.

The keys to the bullpen were supposed to be the bridges to the closer – Robert Gsellman, Seth Lugo, and Jeurys Familia. They have all been shaky at best. And Edwin Diaz, although he hasn’t blown any saves…yet…he is not exactly “lights out” either. His reputation in Seattle was to produce heart palpitations during most of his outings even during his stellar 2018 season.

The one thing you used to be able to count on was that Mets pitchers wouldn’t issue many walks. Now they are walking the ballpark. The starting staff that was supposed to be the most talented in baseball is not really looking all that great.

Opening Day is finally here. Baseball is back. It was a long winter after a disappointing season. But although there wasn’t a major overhaul, no fire sale, it was an interesting off-season to say the least. How it plays out now will be interesting and, hopefully, fun.

Before we get underway, it seems like a good time to take a look at a number of issues addressed since the conclusion of the 2018 season.

Every so often, someone special comes along. Someone that just makes you smile. Someone that you can look at and say, “Now THERE’S a good kid.” The Seattle Mariners had Junior Griffey. The Yankees, of course, had Derek Jeter. The Mets…well…they have had David Wright.

David Wright has been everything the Mets could have asked for. He has been everything the Mets FANS could have asked for. He was dubbed “Captain America” after captivating an audience on the world stage with his game-winning exploits during the World Baseball Classic.

With the Mets, he has grabbed just about every significant offensive record. His stats, during his prime, were worthy of Hall of Fame consideration, if only he were able to maintain his health. And that was what failed him. Sometimes the mind is willing, but the body just won’t cooperate.

If I were Jacob deGrom, I would want to bust outta here on the first laundry truck. Why in the world would he want to stick around?

As a Mets fan, I do not want to see deGrom traded off. deGrom has become one of my favorite all-time athletes, ranking right up there with New York sports icons Derek Jeter, David Wright, Walt “Clyde” Frazier, Thurman Munson, and, of course, Tom Seaver. They were all special not only because of their performances, but because of the way they conducted themselves, the way they went about their business, they were winners both on and off the field. deGrom has earned his place alongside those icons. However, he may have also earned himself alongside of Seaver in the way his career goes…out of New York.

 As a fan, I would not like to see a replay of the Midnight Massacre of June 15, 1977…the night that the obnoxiousness and arrogance of M. Donald Grant led to Seaver begging to get out of town at the 11^th hour. Similarly, it could very well be the same obnoxiousness and arrogance, this time of Jeff Wilpon, that will lead to deGrom begging to get out of town.

I love listening to sports talk radio…and watching some of my fellow Mets fans post their thoughts on social media. I get a real kick out of some of what I see and hear – ripping players, proposing ridiculous trades, firing managers, kicking general managers to the curb, and believing they can tell an owner of a business that they have to sell. Come on!

Even as a Mets fan, I am hugely impressed by the Yankees young squad put together by Brian Cashman – a combination of draft picks and young talent acquired by trade – especially Gleyber Torres acquired from the Chicago Cubs. And speaking of the Cubs, look at the job done by Theo Epstein, a combination of young talent drafted and acquired through trade. Neither team is perfect, they both have their own idiosyncrasies and deficiencies, but they are both exciting to watch. The Mets, on the other hand, are not.

I have seen when a deer gets struck by a vehicle, and is suffering, a police officer will take out his service revolver and put the poor thing out of its misery. Given the way the Yankees have been a virtual juggernaut, and the Mets have been like a wounded animal, it could just be that the Yankees put the final blow on the Mets season and put them out of their misery.

Nothing is looking good for the Mets right now…except for the starting pitching. In reality, the last two turns through the rotation, every starter has done a magnificent job. Zack Wheeler, Steven Matz, even Jason Vargas has rebounded from his putrid performances to turn in two terrific performances. Noah Syndergaard has been good, but not great, but Seth Lugo stepped in and put up four shutout innings. And, of course, Jacob deGrom has been doing the best impression of Tom Seaver in years, and is suffering the same fate that Seaver and Jerry Koosman became accustomed to – pitching your heart out and coming away with nothing to show for it. The thing is that the Mets starters can stave off the Yankees hitters. But, unlike Seaver and Koosman, these starters can’t go nine innings, it is a shock if they go seven…or even MAKE IT INTO the seventh inning. And we all know what happens once a team gets into the Mets bullpen…BOOM!!!

It’s one thing to lose…it’s another thing to lose in a way that makes you want to seek the nearest hole in the ground. The Mets were so putrid in 1962 that it spawned a book by the famed writer Jimmy Breslin called, “Can’t Anybody Here Play This Game?” And that’s because even though that 1962 inaugural team had some pretty big name players of the day, they were way past their primes and they somehow managed to lose games in the most bizarre and unfathomable ways. But back then it was kind of funny, kind of lovable. Today, it is downright embarrassing.

The loss to the Marlins in the series finale on Wednesday night, a blown save by Jeurys Familia was frustrating, yet another wasted brilliant performance by Jacob deGrom. But then, after a series opening shutout in Milwaukee on Thursday by Steven Matz, the Mets have looked absolutely and hopelessly inept against the Brewers.