WWJS'03D?

A source of great consternation to me personally with my impending move to the far coast will be the enforced separation from my beloved Mets. As I'm sure Derr and Dorkey among others will tell you, being a Metropolitans fan has been difficult work over the past few years, but the events of the last few weeks may just ease the blow of leaving this once-proud franchise behind (actually, I take that back-- I'm not sure if they've ever been proud. Perhaps often-embarrassing would be better here). Epic collapses in the past three years were compounded at the outset of this season by a poorly constructed team and the lingering sense that ownership was striving to field a squad that would be just competitive enough to keep Citi Field full of Czechvar-swilling Shake-Shack eating patrons without doing what it took to put together a championship-caliber team. This has been completely borne out, with the added bonus of an avalanche of injuries and now... clubhouse fight club!

Yes, that is the second highest ranking official in the Mets front office stripping off his shirt and challenging a bunch of 20-year old AA prospects to fight. Unfortunately none of the players took him up on this laying-of-the-gauntlet (perhaps wise, as Bernazard reportedly is close with the owner's mouthbreather son).

Ps! guys have traditionally been lovers and bed-hosers rather than fighters, but I'd like to think that if this had been in our clubhouse, things would have turned out a bit differently. Hence the title of the post... What Would J. Smith '03 Do? Leave your guesses in the comments-- anonymously if you're timid or fearful of "telnet"!