We love Carlos Beltran, really. And we hate it when idiots like Fatso and Fruit Loops, who never watch him play (and Joe Benigno, who apparently does) claim that Beltran is just a good centerfielder and not one of the league's best, when everything from statistics to scouts to my own two eyes say otherwise.

Beltran not only is good, he will run through walls to get to balls that other fielders won't even make an attempt on. And he's willing to play through pain, to a point.
But Beltran is a complainer. Not a whiner, per se, but he's maybe a bit too honest with the media when it comes to assessing his physical condition, and when's he's not 100 percent, he's not afraid to let everyone know about it. And for fans and the media, that means you're a whiner. Or worse - a wuss.
So when Beltran alerted anyone within earshot
of his physical status, I cringed, and wondered -- is he kidding?
Was he in a body cast for three months? Is that how his legs apparently atrophied to the point where "Beltran's legs, and specifically his quadriceps, were so weakened by the matching pair of operations that he's had to build them up again from practically zero." His knees were scoped. I had arthroscopic surgery and was carrying my daughter up and down the stairs the next day. Beltran had the surgery well before spring training and has access to the best physical therapy, and he STILL can't stop and go?
You wonder if he's just putting this out there to cushion the blows he'd receive if he gets off to a slow start. But seriously, Carlos, here's what you should do: Even if you're not 100 percent, or if you're physically not where you think you should be, just say, "The surgery went well, I'm still working my way back but I'll be good to go on opening day." We don't need all the gory details and the hand wringing, especially when everyone else is hurt.
It reminded me of Robin Ventura, who played through significant pain and never said a word about it. It's somewhat admirable, and he was treated like a warrior. But you know what? When you're hurt and your performance is greatly affected (like it was with Ventura) then you're doing a disservice to the team and should just sit down and get treated. It's not a crime to admit you're hurt. But sometimes, like with Beltran, you get TMI. Just shut up and play -- or don't.
And what are the odds that this hernia represents Moises Alou's annual injury? Slim and none. He'll get hurt again, no question, and with Ryan Church on the shelf that means a starting outfield of Beltran (maybe), Endy Chavez and Angel Pagan on Opening Day?
Or do the Mets
pick up Kenny Lofton? Just what we need - another 40-year-old outfielder. Sure, he's experienced and can still run, but he's a lefty. For the two-month stopgap, why not sign Reggie Sanders or Preston Wilson? Both are righties who can hit and would be solid veterans on the bench. Sammy Sosa? You know what? I can see him hitting for a couple of months, too, baggage or not.
In any case, it's not fun having to even consider these names, but the way things are going, all options are in play. Let's just hope the pitching stays healthy (knock on wood).
Labels: Alou, Beltran, Church, Lofton, Sosa, Ventura, Wilson