billy wagner

Earlier this summer, the bottom-feeders at the Post called for Billy Wagner’s head. Wish granted. Bill has been killed. TomorrowsBackpage.com looks back at the man Met fans hate to hate. A note of appreciation: Despite all the blown saves, Billy always took the time to Send It Up after a victory. A hollow gesture that was always appreciated on these pages. Good luck, Sandman*!

*The other Sandman. Mariano is the real Sandman. Or is Trevor Hoffman the real Sandman? Either way, the asterisk should suffice.

The torn ligament in Billy Goat’s pitching hoof takes two out of three of the Backpages, with the Yankee brawl at Disneyland snagging the News. A philosophical question for the Heroes this morning: If a dynasty falls in Anaheim and no one cares enough to stay up to hear it, does it make a sound? (Backpageman says, yes, it does and it sounds a little like the deep slurping sound of Yankee broadcaster John Sterling sucking the ice cream off his finger at the buffet table.) Make a left right after you go over the Bridge to Nowhere. You can’t miss them. Your Backpages….

Big night for the Metropolitans — and for the Backpages. After an overall poor performance yesterday, the Post bounces back with TAG & WAG. News and Newsday again mailed it in. Where have all the headline writers gone?