Mike Lupica's Biggest Cop Out Of All Time.

Mike Lupica's butt buddy and golf buddy, Mets owner Fred Wilpon, finally let Willie Randolph go in one of the most embarrassing, disgraceful, disrespectful ways of all time.

As all the other sports journalists in NY checked in with their nasty columns, calling the Mets hierarchy a bunch of bums, we waited for Lupica to check in with his puff piece, knowing that he can't rip his circle of jerks over in Flushing.

Mike, you outdid yourself today.

Not only did you gloss over the fact that the Mets are the joke of the MLB, but you didn't even write about the biggest NY sports story since the Giants won the superbowl.

All Lupica did today was resubmit a column he wrote almost four years ago, when Willie was meeting with the Mets, trying to become their new manager.

What a fucking copout. Your twisted friendship with Wilpon is keeping you from doing your job. You can't be objective about the Mets because you know Wilpon will no longer give you full body massages if you say anything remotely negative about the sorry state of his team.

You have no spine. You can't do your job.

You are a joke - hopefully you'll get canned at 3 in the morning.