PHILADELPHIA — If you think about it, there’s something weird about taking a rooting interest in the way a billionaire spends his money. Which is why you shouldn’t think about it. Just enjoy it. In fact, do everything in your power to egg it on.
So, whaddaya say, Johnny Middlebucks? Just gonna sit there and take that? One of your biggest professional rivals is up there in Queens creating his own G20 economy and you’re gonna spend the rest of the offseason staring at your NLCS trophy? You know what Steve Cohen calls a $238 million payroll? Half empty! Chop, chop, then. You’ve got a vulnerable bullpen and the only way to bulletproof it is with Benjamins. Or David Robertsons. Or whoever is out there to replace Robertson. Because the Mets already signed him.
Granted, in a saner world, it would be an egregious misallocation of funds to spend $10 million on a 38-year-old reliever who made it through the postseason on pixie dust and positive thinking. But you are not living in a sane world. You are living in Cohen’s world. And in order to win it, you have to play by his rules.
