The Mets Flip New York!

On a crazy JoeBlogs day, we start by talking about that Juan Soto signing!

This is one of those crazy days that we live for here at JoeBlogs: If I can pull it off, you paid subscribers will get FOUR posts today, because, well, a whole lot of crazy and fascinating stuff happened on Sunday, and each deserves its own separate entry. We’ve got some Juan Soto! We’ve got some wild Hall of Fame news! We’ve got the Kansas City Chiefs continuing the wackiest season ever. We’ve got the Cleveland Browns gazing longingly toward Detroit.

It’s 6:44 a.m. Eastern as I write this sentence. I’m loosening up the typing fingers now, because I don’t want to cramp up like that preposterously annoying guy in that preposterously annoying GEICO commercial. And, by the way, is GEICO really going to insist on badgering us with the Caveman guy again? Seeing that thing come back feels a bit like bringing back the “You can call me Ray or you can call me Jay” guy from the 1970s to remind us that we as a nation used to have bad hair, dumb clothes and we laughed at the lamest things.

But we don’t have time for such musings! Not today.

Breaking news: The New York Mets sign Juan Soto to a 15-year, $765 million deal.

The city of New York flipped on Sunday. It was the most predictable thing—the winds were blowing in this direction for months, even years—and at the same time, it’s also absolutely shocking. For the first time in the history of the New York Yankees, they got outbid for a player they really, really, really wanted… a player they really, really, really needed… a player who had a reserved spot in Monument Park.

For the first time, Yankees fans this morning are feeling just a little bit of what Kansas City fans and Chicago fans and Oakland fans and Seattle fans and Cleveland fans and fans from all those other places lost in Saul Steinberg’s famous “View of the World from 9th Avenue” illustration have felt.

And it was the Mets—the BLEEPING METS—who did this to them.

There’s so much to talk about here,