Several years ago, in the Bobby Valentine era, the Mets used to keep a lot of players around that were dead wood. For the life of me, I could never figure out why.
Two that come to mind, in order of Frustration:
John Franco. How many times would the Mets bring this guy in to serve up gopherball after gopherball. I remember one game in particular, they were playing the Marlins when they really sucked. (circa 1998-00). No one on. All of a sudden. bases loaded. Walk-off homerun, Mets lose. Franco, a smug little SOB managed to stay with that team longer than he should have. He was like an unemployed brother-in-law. Just hanging around and getting fat.
And, while we are on the topic of the last word of the last sentence...
Mo Vaughn. Why? Why? Why? Who was on the funny stuff when they saw his value?
Good news. Mets of today are not like that. Omar Minaya is a smart man.