There’s a special kind of mischief to how the New York Mets operate under David Stearns. Not chaos, not comedy, just the calm, calculated grin of a man who knows exactly what you want and who might give it to you. At this year’s deadline, fans didn’t walk away grumbling. They got bullpen reinforcements. They got Cedric Mullins. They have hope. And somehow, Stearns still left everyone wanting just a little more.
The bullpen got a makeover. Center field got a spark. But the rotation? Still waiting on its mystery guest. Reporters tossed softballs about depth, but Stearns stayed in teaser mode—noncommittal, smiling, saying just enough to stir the pot.