In the coming weeks, Mets fans will endure what may be the greatest threat to the team’s postseason chances this season. This monster is more menacing than Chase Utley, Willie Randolph, Al Qaeda, and an alternate-reality, slick-fielding Bill Buckner put together, and could single-handed derail everything that David Wright, Johan Santana, and Argenis Reyes have worked so hard for all season. Naturally, I am referring to the impending return of Marlon Anderson, the Mets’ bizarrely entrenched fifth outfielder, who made his first rehab start for Class A Port St. Lucie last night.
Anderson’s initial steps on the comeback trail should strike fear into the hearts of the Mets’ faithful, as his removal from the lineup with injury earlier this month was far more valuable than any moves the team could have made prior to the Trade Deadline, save for acquiring CC “Relax, bullpen, I got this one” Sabathia. Despite appearing in three times as many games as Daniel Murphy, his replacement on the Mets’ bench, Anderson has hit fewer home runs and walked less than Murphy has. Anderson’s 2008 batting line of .222/.259/.294 is so far below replacement level that there isn’t even a joke to make about it. Of course, performance isn’t everything, right? And as far as veteran leadership and clubhouse presence go, Anderson hits a home run every time! Plus, according to Anderson’s Wikipedia entry, “He is widely known for his clutch hits, and writers for publications including The New York Times and Newsday have referred to him as one of the best pinch-hitters in the game.”
Anderson’s performance this season has been about as valuable to the Mets as Ted Nugent is even-tempered. Ok, so there are jokes to be made about it. But the bottom line is that Marlon Anderson sucks, and when the Mets inevitably trot him back out there, Jimmy Rollins will be watching with a smile as big as the hole in Anderson’s swing.



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