Shmuck

Please tell us Mets fans are not puffing themselves into a Yankee-style state of permanent pride/indignation. Last night, as a guest on WFAN’s Steve Somers show, uber-fan Jerry Seinfeld declared this year’s Mets, the greatest ever. Wait just a second, goes Somers, the ‘86 Mets was a great team. “But they didn’t have that wholesomeness,” says Seinfeld, who then went on to echo the party line about Delgado, Beltran, how David Wright is not just a good person, but a “fine person,” ad nauseaum.

Wholesomeness? You mean like Paul LeDuca banging barely legal girls al la Peter Cook banging Diana Bianchi? You mean like $60 bleacher seats and not letting little kids enter the box seat section in the bottom of the ninth? You mean the major’s crappiest stadium? You mean Willie Randolf pretending he’s Joe Torre (Bobby Valentine, where are you now that we need you?).

Give us a break. Personality-wise, the 2006 Mets have done the impossible:put five stars on the field even boringer than Piazza.