Why I Love Jae Weong Seo (in a manly way)
I don't like to think of myself as too much of a sentimentalist. I am a diehard Mets fan, but I'm a fan of the team before I am a fan of any particular player. For example, I appreciate the years of service Al Leiter gave to the franchise, but I wasn't shedding any tears after he was unceremoniously lowballed. For one, it spared me from having to watch any more five inning, five walk, 115 pitch outings, and for another, I won't have to worry about a young pitching prospect being badmouthed and later traded for being cocky during spring training. (Or this year, fat and unable to throw over 87 mph)
Now there was a time when the loss of a Met I liked would affect me greatly. When I was eight and Gary Carter left for San Francisco, I was crushed. This general goodwill towards my Mets was killed by John Franco in Game 5 of the 1999 NLCS. And since then, I have no compunction about unloading a guy who has been a longtime Shea Stadium resident. You do what you have to in order to make the team better.
I do, however, hold a special place in my heart for marginal pitchers that probably really shouldn't get people out with their stuff, but do anyway. I don't know why. Perhaps it is due to my own history as a pitcher who managed to get guys out despite not having much more than a 59 foot sinker, and an occasionally sliding slider. My brethren on the mound hold a special place in my heart.
Jae Seo probably wasn't the worst starting pitcher on a major league roster last year, but I would be hard pressed to say he would have been anything more than a fifth starter on a mediocre or worse team (which conveniently, the Mets happened to be). His scouting report pretty much bares this out.
Yet watching his six innings of competent pitching on short rest this weekend reminded me why I adore the Korean right-hander. He is sort of the M.L. Carr of the Mets; the guy on the bench that always waves his towel when a teammate makes a big play. I watched way too many Mets games last year, and by about August, I had to find new ways to make the constant string of defeats palatable. So I started making it a point to check out who was first up the dugout steps when a Met hit a home run. Invariably, it was Mr. Seo.
This was reinforced by a start he had about the same time. He pitched pretty well, probably 6+, 3 ER, and was sitting on a lead when he was taken out. Of course, if you watched any Mets games last summer you can guess what happened next. Someone, I'm going to say Jose Parra, got shelled, the lead was gone and Seo was looking at a dreaded ND. Now, did he go into a Glavine-like funk? Nope, as the Mets stormed back to retake the lead, he was still first up on the dugout steps, a lone bright spot in a summer of poor performances on the field and even poorer performances off the field.
Perhaps I am just grasping at the straws of a lost season, and no doubt Seo will be back to Norfolk or South Korea soon enough. Perhaps this weekend's performance gave him enough utility to be trade bait for some bullpen help.
And I can't say I won't be pleased when Trachsel and Benson are healthy and back in the rotation, but I am going to miss Mr. Seo. I will always have a soft spot for the guy, even if his ERA+ never breaks 100.
Now there was a time when the loss of a Met I liked would affect me greatly. When I was eight and Gary Carter left for San Francisco, I was crushed. This general goodwill towards my Mets was killed by John Franco in Game 5 of the 1999 NLCS. And since then, I have no compunction about unloading a guy who has been a longtime Shea Stadium resident. You do what you have to in order to make the team better.
I do, however, hold a special place in my heart for marginal pitchers that probably really shouldn't get people out with their stuff, but do anyway. I don't know why. Perhaps it is due to my own history as a pitcher who managed to get guys out despite not having much more than a 59 foot sinker, and an occasionally sliding slider. My brethren on the mound hold a special place in my heart.
Jae Seo probably wasn't the worst starting pitcher on a major league roster last year, but I would be hard pressed to say he would have been anything more than a fifth starter on a mediocre or worse team (which conveniently, the Mets happened to be). His scouting report pretty much bares this out.
Yet watching his six innings of competent pitching on short rest this weekend reminded me why I adore the Korean right-hander. He is sort of the M.L. Carr of the Mets; the guy on the bench that always waves his towel when a teammate makes a big play. I watched way too many Mets games last year, and by about August, I had to find new ways to make the constant string of defeats palatable. So I started making it a point to check out who was first up the dugout steps when a Met hit a home run. Invariably, it was Mr. Seo.
This was reinforced by a start he had about the same time. He pitched pretty well, probably 6+, 3 ER, and was sitting on a lead when he was taken out. Of course, if you watched any Mets games last summer you can guess what happened next. Someone, I'm going to say Jose Parra, got shelled, the lead was gone and Seo was looking at a dreaded ND. Now, did he go into a Glavine-like funk? Nope, as the Mets stormed back to retake the lead, he was still first up on the dugout steps, a lone bright spot in a summer of poor performances on the field and even poorer performances off the field.
Perhaps I am just grasping at the straws of a lost season, and no doubt Seo will be back to Norfolk or South Korea soon enough. Perhaps this weekend's performance gave him enough utility to be trade bait for some bullpen help.
And I can't say I won't be pleased when Trachsel and Benson are healthy and back in the rotation, but I am going to miss Mr. Seo. I will always have a soft spot for the guy, even if his ERA+ never breaks 100.
