Fred: (Excuse the intimacy, but you’ve been part of my life for over thirty years.)
Speak. Please. Say something like this, which Ken Davidoff drafted for you:
“I’d like to wholeheartedly apologize to Carlos Beltran, Jose Reyes, David Wright and the rest of this 2011 Mets team that I foolishly disparaged during our April 20 loss to the Houston Astros.
We dropped to 5-13 that night, and my frustration reached a boil. I care so much about the team, and that night, in the company of Jeffrey Toobin I recklessly and inarticulately took the club to task. I neglected to remember the old baseball adage that ‘It’s a marathon, not a sprint,’ and the spirited way our players, manager and coaches have performed since that night confirms the truth of that wisdom.
I let the team down. They deserved far better from their leader. I will be addressing them Tuesday in Chicago to personally apologize to them and offer my support.
And from now on, rest assured, I’ll think twice before I speak.”
Say it like you mean it, like it’s your words and sentiments, and like you didn’t have to wait for the world to point out to you that you should say something like this. Don’t tell the world that the Mets are handling this internally. Why would you think that would make us feel confident?