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Losing Edwin Díaz hurts. It hurts emotionally, spiritually, musically, and in that little spot right behind your left rib that starts throbbing every time the Mets lose a late-inning lead. And look, this is personal too, because I genuinely love Edwin. He was always accessible. He was a stand up guy. He never once ducked a camera, a microphone, or a tough question after a meltdown inning. In New York, that matters. In New York, that is gold. And on a personal note, celebratin

If you’ve ever wondered what it looks like when a former Rookie of the Year, two-time Reliever of the Year, and owner of a pitch that defies both gravity and the Department of Transportation’s approved flight patterns officially becomes a New York Met, Devin Williams gave us the full show in his introductory presser today. Calm, candid, and sounding suspiciously like a man who’s already figured out how to get from Queens to Citi Field without Waze, Williams laid out exactly w

The New York Mets reportedly have made a bold move tonight, signing elite free agent reliever Devin Williams . Known for his devastating changeup and electric strikeout ability, Williams immediately upgrades a bullpen that has shown flashes of dominance but lacked consistent late-inning reliability. Williams, 31, first made a name for himself in Milwaukee, where he debuted in 2019. By the following season, he was a household name in relief pitching, winning both the National

If you’ve been a loyal reader of Kiner’s Korner over the years, you probably know I’m usually all in on most things the Mets do. I take a wait-and-see approach to most moves, rarely critical, because let’s face it anyone sitting in that chair at Citi Field making Major League hires has more baseball smarts in their pinky fingernail than I do in my entire body. That being said, this is one of the first moves in a long, long time that has me scratching my head. Time will tell,

Welcome back to Sunday School: Forgotten Faces of Flushing, our weekly rummage through the Mets’ attic, where the dust smells like pine tar and nostalgia, and where we occasionally find something we forgot we ever owned. Last week, we wandered off the basepaths entirely and into the barnyard, revisiting Homer the Beagle and Mettle the Mule , the two mascots who barked, brayed, and did their best to distract us from box scores that sometimes made you want to cover your eyes. T

Welcome to the thirtieth installment of Mets Sunday School: Forgotten Faces of Flushing, our weekly meditation on the players who slip...