Remember when pundits and pontificators, Gasbags and Hashtags proclaimed Matt Harvey the face of the Mets?
Seems so long ago.
It was a rare moment in time when the media around here actually agreed on something. They told the unwashed masses Harvey had IT. This young man with the golden arm was destined to deodorize a moribund franchise and lead it to the bright lights of the promised land, aka October baseball.
He was the Man From Hope.
Even for the Misery Wing of Mets fans, which sees conspiracies around every corner, this was a beautiful image.