With the New York Mets currently 12 games out of first, barely treading water at a game over .500 and their magic number for elimination at 4, it’s pretty obvious how this season will wrap up for them. And while I’d like some of their classic choke magic to rub off on the Cincinnati Reds, I can’t help but think it’s kind of mean to make fun of them at this point. Sure, along with the Cubs, their fans claim it’s their season every year, and sure, they may have secretly killed Johan Santana while claiming that he’s just having surgery.

I mean, is it even that much fun anymore to pick on Mets GM Omar Minaya for consistently destroying the hopes and dreams of the millions of New Yorkers who lost a bet and had to be Mets fans? At least with Steve Phillips, the Mets flirted with hope while he flirted with skanks. I just don’t think it’s right to poke fun at a wounded fan base, and while I’d love to point out that Jose Reyes hasn’t been dancing in the dugout that much these days, I won’t.

But thankfully there are Mets fans with a strong enough sense of humor to lash out at the team. Video after the jump.

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Bless you, Steve Phillips, for you are the gift that keeps on giving. In January 2000, Phillips, then-GM of the New York Mets, and team president Fred Wilpon needed to free up some cash to sign free agents, so they asked Bobby Bonilla if they could give him an IOU on the remaining $5.9 million of his contract to the tune of eight percent interest. Bonilla agreed and, we like to think, kissed Phillips on the mouth and yelled, “I’M RICH, BITCH!” Because starting in 2011, the Mets owe Bonilla $1.2 million per year for 25 years.

The deal allowed the Mets to sign future Hall-of-Famers guys we’ve heard of Mike Hampton, Todd Zeile and Derek Bell. The Mets advanced to the World Series that year before being trounced by the Yankees 4-1. After that season, Zeile stuck around another season and sucked, Bell went to the Pirates, and Hampton became the greatest pitcher in the history of baseball. Haha, just kidding, he developed leprosy.

Come on, shine a positive light on it, NBC Hardball Talk:

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So the whole Steve Phillips fiasco has reached its inevitable conclusion: ESPN canned his ass. They waited until Sunday night to make the announcement, and then loaded his career into a Mayflower truck and drove nonstop to Indianapolis.

“Steve Phillips is no longer working for ESPN,” network spokesman Josh Krulewitz said in a statement. “His ability to be an effective representative for ESPN has been significantly and irreparably damaged, and it became evident it was time to part ways.” –ESPN, via Deadspin.

I guess I understand–how much credibility does a guy have after he knocked boots with this? But if that’s the case, why does former Detroit Lions GM Matt Millen still have a job at the network? That guy dicked an entire city. For YEARS. And what does he get for his trouble? He gets to go on TV and tell everyone how much he knows about football. My ass. Oh, but he’s great on TV. No, the same rule applies. That asshole may as well have “0-16″ tattooed onto his forehead, because that’s the only thought I can process whenever I see that chump on TV.

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ESPN analyst Steve Phillips has been suspended by that network, apparently for banging A 22-year-old production assistant back in July. Phillips, 46, tried to break off his affair with Brooke Hundley, who then harassed Phillips and his family until the former New York Mets GM filed a harassment thingy with police.

The New York Post compares the affair to that movie Fatal Attraction, but there’s one clear difference here, and that is that Glenn Close didn’t look like a supporting character in Where The Wild Things Are. Seriously, Steve? You’re throwing away your marriage on that?! Her? What, does she tell funny jokes or something? Hey, Brooke! Your mom called! She said “MOO!” Aww, that was mean.

Glenn Close? I could see that. Hell, I’d do Glenn Close now. Sure, she’s a bit brittle these days, but least she doesn’t look like she’d chew on the furniture. What’s that? You were looking for real analysis on this? Well, the New York Post and Deadspin are all over this. Go there. Oh, and it looks like Steve and his wife Marni are getting a divorce. I guess Steve’s earlier affair while he was with the Mets didn’t help that cause. But to be totally fair, the Mets screw everybody.