New Feature: Exile of the Week

OK, folks…call me inspired, but I’m going to try a new little feature ’round these parts. I’ll start it weekly and see where it goes from here. We’ve tried stuff like this before and failed miserably after the second week or so, but it’s time to get back on the horse.

Here’s the gig. Each week we’ll profile our “exile of the week.” This is the person from the sporting world who has drawn our ire for that particular period of time causing me to wish their banishment from my sporting conscience. It could be due to ridiculous ramblings in the media, off-the-field atrocities or pathetic performances on the field/court/ice.

This week’s dishonoree is J.J. Putz. I could wait for the week to progress a bit more, but why bother. Putz may be our nominee for multiple weeks. Since coming to the Mets, his velocity is down, his control is gone and his excuses and bellyaching have increased exponentially.

I hate the refrain that some guys aren’t “built for NY,” but this is one case that I feel it might actually apply. This blog post captures most of the physical issues, but there’s obviously some mental things that J.J. needs to address as well. Regardless, I’m not a big fan. Congratulations J.J., you are my exile of the week. Chances are I’ll see you again here soon.