And let's be honest. Wright can never mean as much to us as Seaver meant when we were ten. Or even if we arrived on the scene after he was gone but grew up listening to folks speak about him in hushed tones or opening a vein every time the trade was mentioned. But if you're 15 now, and Wright's been the man your entire Met-loving life, and if he captains you a pair of championship teams your freshman and sophomore year of college, wins an MVP, gathers his 3,000th hit when you're a senior, you'll be all, "What's a Seaver? I got your pro's pro right here."