To my dearest beat writers,
It's been nothing short of a disappointing start to our 2011 Mets' baseball season. The team can't hit in RBI situations. They kick the ball around on potential game-changing plays. The pitchers can't close the door when handed a lead. Like you, we get it.
However, unlike you, we have serious emotion invested into this ball club. We take the effects of this team's deficiencies with unwavering vehemence. It breaks our heart's in a way parallel to that of being betrayed by family member or close friend...
Which is why the last thing we need to read/hear is you bombarding Jose Reyes with a million questions about him being traded. That's how rumors get started. I can't go an hour without hearing fact-less hearsay that originated from your columns regurgitated in my direction from my peers and colleagues. "Reyes is going to San Fran, bro." Is he? Did Sandy say that? Is the deal done? The Dodgers are up next on the schedule guys, anyway we could get that rumor started? Gotta' sell them papers! Leave the poor guy alone, and let us fans maintain our sanity... At least until a verifiable and concrete trade proposal is leaked from the front office.
Warm regards,
Trip McFeely
P.S. You're still all a bunch of douches.
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