Every Tom, Dick and Nick gets to wear Strawberry's old uniform number. But Gary Carter, who as a Met, had one all star caliber season, one excellent season, two crappy seasons, and one sheer rot of a putrified vomit in your own mouth inducing season, his fucking number has been in mothballs for 20 years and will probably be retired soon. And when you get down to it and really dig in to the analysis, and break it down, the case for retiring Carter's Mets number is what he did with the Expos and that by pure luck and serendipity and having not a thing to do with skill or talent -- that Carter's Mets teammates were, collectively better than, say, John Olerud's Mets teammates. Or R.A. Dickey's. Because that's the argument: he's a Hall of Famer and he has a WS ring with the Mets. I guess it pays off to kiss the ass of the media.