By Roger Cormier
I don't know what 2030 is going to look like. Mets owner Steve Cohen made his billions doing his darndest to predict what the stock market would do, so he would like to think he does know something about the future. Today, Cohen is a loser. The Mets were outbid by the Minnesota Twins. If thought of just this way, you would be thinking we must be in the past, the Wilpon era.
I just know that today there is embarrassment. The Mets had an All-Star, a player proclaimed by Cohen himself to be the "missing piece" for three whole weeks. They let him get away.
The truth is we don't know how this will ultimately play out. Maybe the Mets are right, and Correa's ankle is made of saltwater taffy, and he'll have an injury-plagued second half of his career. Maybe Correa will regret not taking the deal where he'd have to take a physical every year to keep his contract going. Maybe Brett Baty's ankle is made of Valyrian steel and he'll be a superstar. Maybe Eduardo Escobar will shake off his subpar 2022 and get back to hitting the way we know he can. Maybe the Mets will sign Manny Machado to play third next offseason (pending physical pending physical pending phy —). Maybe Machado will stink. It goes on and on.
I just know about today. You can't win the World Series in the winter, but that's only true in the literal sense. I'm embarrassed and annoyed right now. It feels like the Mets blew it. The only guarantees we have about the future are that Steve Cohen is going to overreact and try to make another big splash and Gary Cohen will have something funny to say about this whole mishegas during the first Spring Training telecast.
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