Jenrry Mejia was suspended for eighty games for testing positive for stanozolol, a performance enhancing drug. On a cynical note, I have a feeling that this timing is fortuitous: although the Mets have downplayed the injury I have an unfounded suspicion that Mejia’s elbow is more injured than they’re letting on. His suspension at least buys him time to heal and at most coincides with part of the recovery period he’ll inevitably need.
But putting that straw man aside (and I really do hope I’m wrong about his elbow), I can’t help but feel bad for Mejia. Yes, stanozolol is a banned substance (and by some accounts an easy one to catch), and if you’re going to do the crime, you’ve got to blah-blah-blah, but I just can’t think of it that way. It’s a kid (or at the very least a young man) trying to make the most out of his career, to maximize his earning potential, who made a bad decision. He’ll pay for it by losing half his party this year. That’s enough for me: I don’t see it as a morality play. It stinks that he’s suspended, but I hope he serves his time, comes back healthy, and helps the Mets win some ball games.