I cannot believe what I’m reading in the May 30, 2011, New Yorker. Mets owner Fred Wilpon, who is in hot water for his alleged “enabler” connection to the prison-serving (150-years sentence) Ponzi-schemer Bernie Madoff, says about Jose Reyes: “He thinks he’s going to get Carl Crawford money. He’s had everything wrong with him. He won’t get it.” About David Wright: “A very good player. Not a superstar.” About Carlos Beltran: “We had some schmuck in New York [Wilpon referring to himself] who paid him based on that one series [Houston Astros, 2004]. He’s sixty-five to seventy per cent of what he was.” Nothing like having the boss in your corner.
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