With the Florida Marlins and other clubs making no secret of their interest in free agent SS Jose Reyes, the New York Daily News’ John Harper opines, “the Mets look to be losing him already.” Over at the New York Post, however, Kevin Kernan would prefer to ponder the lyrics to Reyes’ collaboration with Voltio, Vakero, Poeta Callejero & Big Mato, “No Hay Amigo” (translated to English that means “there are no friends,” advises the bilingual Kernan), warning, “the South Beach lifestyle is not a bad place for a budding singer to push his other career as well.” Like Anthony Lane in “The Birdcage”?
In his song and video “No Hay Amigo’’ that was released in July, Reyes sings the following powerful words:
“There are no friends. A friend is a dollar in my pocket. As soon as you turn your back your friends want to stab you in the back. A real friend is a glass full of water in the desert to quench your thirst. … Where were you when I used to practice without any food to eat or when I used to spend a week with the same T-shirt? There are no friends. My friends are my mother and my father, the ones who struggled with me to make me who I am.’’
The Mets are no longer Reyes’ friends. The Mets are financially strapped and seemed to have taken the following approach when it comes to their game plan for getting back into the thick of the NL East race some day: “Let’s wait until the Phillies get old.’’