It has become exceedingly difficult to live with the daily muck tossed about in New York’s papers, and on the radio of WFAN and ESPN1050.

It began with the firing of Willie Randolph. He deserved to lose his job, he certainly was not an effective manager anymore. However, he was treated in a manner completely unfit of a man of his stature in the world of New York baseball. He was so unceremoniously tossed aside by the organization that it didn’t even feel like reality.

Then you had owner Fred Wilpon claiming the decision and timing was solely at the discretion of General Manager Omar Minaya. Anyone who has spent five seconds around baseball knows that the owner and CEO is never blind to this sort of situation. I almost felt like my intelligence was insulted by Wilpon as he spouted an obvious fabrication towards Mets fans everywhere.

With all of this and other quagmires such as Alex Rodriguez’s alleged affair with Madonna and subsequent divorce proceedings, it made me begin to think.

New York is arguably the biggest sports market in the world. A market that can afford the best of the best in every medium. And yet, we have some of the worst.

You have the Dolans who own Madison Square Garden and continually keep the Knicks and Rangers from any kind of championship contention. Charles Wang in Long Island seems dead set on keeping the Islanders in the basement year after year. The Wilpons…well, we know they don’t know what they’re doing at all.

How about radio? On WFAN their top show is Mike and The Mad Dog. Quite possibly two of the most obsequious buffoons ever to speak through a microphone. 1050 ESPN is slightly better. Mike and Mike in the Morning is a wonderful show. Max Kellerman is a relatively bright guy, but makes absolutely moronic statements such as Mariano Rivera being the best pitcher in baseball. Michael Kay is an idiot, but he knows he’s a flawed human being and there’s no delusions there. He, at least, knows exactly who he is. I do feel bad for Don La Greca who has to put up with him on a daily basis.

None of the writers in this area are particularly fantastic. I do enjoy Mike Lupica who is still one of the best. Tom Guilliti of the Bergen Record who covers the New Jersey Devils generally does a great job.

Quite simply, this summer has been too much. It doesn’t seem like there is any concern on the games any longer. The New York Sports world has become one big high school and all anyone cares about his gossip. Writers chase whatever headline will get them more money and work. Maybe that isn’t their fault, because the editors are usually the one demanding it. I may not have a choice in the future, myself.

I would like nothing more than to return the emphasis to the game. Because the game is beautiful enough for anyone to enjoy.