Its too soon to tell, but is this team is developing a boorish, crazy, carousing aura like the '86 club? Some early signs:

Jorge Julio who couldn't get in proper shape for the season, and, until his recent sucess, was being groomed by the fans to take over for Kaz Matzui as team scapegoat, DOES apparently have time to lay on the bar and have shots poored down his throat in the middle of the season. Funny, that's what fans have to do after they watch him come into a game to keep it close.

Pedro Martinez, of course, is a team leader in crazy.

Keith Hernandez, while a great ball player and a sometimes astute broadcaster, obviously can't keep his big dumb mouth shut, and when it comes to public expressions of misogyny, obviously does not fully appreciate the possible consequences of his actions. Much like the women's rights movement, Metsfans have labored mightily to achieve an important victory. And we're not gonna let some grecian-formuled dope ruin it for us. We've got riding on you pal, so get your lips off the crack pipe and join the 20th century!

And to you classy guys and gals who boo Mets players on opening day,  Barry Zito has demanded a trade, and it won't be to a boo-bird paradise, you Shea stadium types!