The Stew continues its all-new tabloid format with the revelation that Darryl Strawberry and the Mets of the 1980s played hard and partied harder.
OK, that's probably not a Muppet news flash in itself, but Page 6 and other outlets report that Dar-ryl, Dar-ryl will be publishing a tell-all autobiography that comes out in April.
Titled "Straw: Finding My Way," the book promises to further define the Amazins of the time as "[An] infamous rolling frat party... drinking, drugs, fights, gambling, groupies."
Sure, the five major food groups.
Ballplayers were so much more flamboyant about their rule-breakin' in those days. The BALCO and Yankees scandals of today and recent history can't compete with the old Mets on style points.
Can you imagine having a locker next to Lenny Dykstra? So many stains on the carpet, each of a different origin.
As for the Straw book, can these pages go any deeper than Bob Klapisch's "The Worst Team Money Could Buy"? or Klapisch's "High and Tight" — which profiles Straw and Dwight Gooden?
Or even Jeff Pearlman's "The Bad Guys Won," which I have been meaning to read for four years?
Doubtful, but we shall read. Straw's book tour starts April 28, at the Barnes & Noble at 555 N. Fifth Ave. in New York City.
I'm not a Mets fan, but I loved the '86 Mets. The '85 Bears of baseball, except the Bears did a little less coke. Allegedly.
Mini Straw Poll: Who was your favorite '86 Met, and what do you think he did in Strawberry's book?
Mine is HoJo, and I think it might have something to do with superballs.