So Who's Running the Mets Now? Isaiah?

In a move that was most likely met with head-nodding approval from the New York Knicks for both its timing and method, Willie Randolph was fired last night this morning as manager of the New York Mets. The decision came after the Mets had flown cross-country to play the Los Angeles California Raisin Angels of Anaheim presented by Disney on ESPN; what's more, the Mets won the game. Much has been made about the way the Mets organization has allowed Randolph to twist in the wind these last few weeks, and more than a few hints have been dropped regarding Randolph's status as the Mets manager. Meetings have been held, ultimatums issued, etc. However, I doubt that anyone saw it happening this way:

After weeks of speculation that his job was in jeopardy, Willie Randolph finally got fired by the New York Mets while most fans were sleeping.

Randolph was let go in the middle of the night Tuesday, 2 1/2 months into a disappointing season that has followed the team's colossal collapse last September.

When you've openly professed your opinion that your manager should be let go, don't you owe it to him to at least do it in a manner that is a bit more professional than issuing a press release at 3:11 a.m. in the morning? Doesn't it make more sense to fire him before your team gets on a plane, flies 3000 miles to California and plays a game? The Mets, for whatever reason, felt like they had to backdoor Randolph's firing, which makes no sense. They could have fired him after last year's epic collapse, or earlier this year when it was obvious the team was failing to meet expectations. Instead, they dangled the blade of the guillotine above Randolph's head, toying with him until they just couldn't stand it anymore.