I'm a Puerto Rican American who learned the English language the same way I learned heartbreak: listening to Mets games on the radio and watching Shea Stadium swallow October dreams whole. Before politics ever found me, baseball did. Before I knew what a party platform was, I knew what a box score meant. The Mets were never about ideology. They were about patience, failure, loyalty, and the stubborn belief that next year might finally be the year. In other words, baseball taught me how to be American long before cable news tried to tell me what kind of American I was allowed to be.

That's why the rumors swirling around the Mets clubhouse hit like a fastball to the ribs. According to Mike Francesa's sources, a reported ideological rift between two star players, one allegedly a Trump supporter, the other allegedly anti-MAGA, is being whispered about as a contributing factor in the shocking Brandon Nimmo trade. To be clear, these are rumors, locker-room whispers in a media ecosystem that thrives on friction. But even as rumors, they matter. Because the perception alone is radioactive.

If players are now being........

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