Wright was struck on the wrist by a pitch in the first inning. He flubbed a tough backhand grounder for an error in the third. He ended his soggy day 1-for-2 at the plate, with an RBI single. When he struck out in the sixth, he was jeered by a vocal, impertinent minority in Flushing. This isn’t new anymore. The knuckleheads in the stands have started booing Wright with alarming regularity. Less than a 10th of the way into a fresh season, Met fans are razzing their best position player because they need a target, any target, and because Omar Minaya is never included among the pregame lineup announcements.
But whatever you think about this subject, I’ll grudgingly grant that reasonable minds can disagree about booing Javy Vazquez. Anyone who boos David Wright in Citi Field, however, needs their head examined.