David Wright — the avatar and emblem of all things Metropolitan — is coming back to a grateful, fawning fan base and potent baseball team.
The former is perfunctory. He’s been beloved since his young face and taut physique first appeared on Shea Stadium’s dusty diamond over a decade ago.
He was one side of the sword that included Jose Reyes. The two were to dominate the team, the city and the sport for 15 years. Best laid plans and such. Now Wright is suddenly the old-timer, the lone baseball elder left from the Minaya/Randolph regime.