Was just listening to tonight’s Astros-Mets game at Citi Field. Daniel Murphy came up as a pinch hitter and bashed one out of the park. It was his team-leading 12th homer of the year.

Let me write that again: It was his team-leading 12th homer of the year.

That just about sums it up for the Mets, doesn’t it? With that shot Murphy—whose stunning mediocrity brings to mind Bobby Smith‘s heyday—moved up to 66th in the NL home run race, tying such enormous power gurus as Arizona’s Stephen Drew and Will Venable of the Padres. I’m actually glad Murphy grabbed the honor, because he represents these Mets well: Mediocre in most areas, bad in a few, excellent in none.

But at least he’s stayed healthy.

On a side note, I think—in my hearts of hearts—the Mets need to seriously consider trading David Wright this offseason. I know he’s the face of the franchise; I know he’s a good guy; I know teammates like him. But something changed this year—a sapping of the confidence that might never return. He’s still got high value, despite a very odd statistical output. Hmm …