Can’t the Mets just be a bunch of losers quietly? Holy mother of God! I am sure you’ve all woken up and heard by now that Franciso Rodriguez, aka KO-Rod, was arrested AT freaking Citi Field last night after the game for assaulting his father-in-law. The most detailed account of the mele comes from the Daily News’ Kristie Ackert and Jonathan Lemire who seemingly took in some of the fireworks.
I was at the game last night and unfortunately missed most the show. After listening to David Wright try and explain his four strikeout performance in the 6-2 loss to the Colorado Rockies, my reporter, Kevin Garrity, and I thought maybe we’d wait around for Frankie. We were possibly going to ask him about whether he was upset about not entering the game in the top of the 8th inning with the bases loaded and two outs and the Mets clinging to a 2-1 lead. We decided it wasn’t worth it, left the clubhouse and went back to the media room to collect our stuff and vacate the premises (something KO-Rod was unable to do himself).
On our way out, we both heard someone breathing very heavily at the front of the room and saw some security guards looking very harried and calling for an EMS technician. By the sounds of the short, heavy breaths, Kevin figured someone was likely having an asthma attack. We looked around for 15 seconds or so, said “Yikes”, and exited to the parking lot.
While I cannot confirm it, one would have to guess the heavy breathing probably was coming from someone (maybe Miss K-Rod) who has just witnessed the assault and was having a panic attack. In fact, I’d bet my disdain for Jeff Wilpon on it. By the time I wake up, I am sure more details will have surfaced surrounding motive and repercussions and so on.
Just thought I’d lay a little of my first-hand account of the latest black eye in the history of this pitiful franchise. I’ll be out in Queens in about 10 hours to take in the rubber match with the Rockies. I am guessing not many of us media types are going to be too focused on the action between the white lines.