I remember one thing about Matt Galante. In one of the postseasons when he was here, desperate for Mets content of any kind, I saw on mets.com that there was a bylined piece by said coach about his favorite places for Italian food in the National League. I anxiously and ironically clicked on it, wondering what the gag was, but it was actually "my favorite Italian restaurants," very earnestly recommeneded, in Houston, L.A., wherever. It didn't sate my craving for Mets news whatsoever.