Frankie "the Yankee, Briefly, Frankly" signs with the Mets; should we retaliate?

Let's not sugarcoat this. The Money Mountain Mets just signed Frankie "the Yankee, briefly, frankly" Montas. Ouch. They'll pay him $34 million over the next two seasons, though if he pitches halfway decently, he can opt-out next winter and hold some other sad, pitching-depleted team for ransom. 

The price of pitching these days, damn... 

But but BUT... Montas the Met is not terrible news. I'm not sure it's even "news," as we know it. Frankly, I believe I speak for the Yankiverse in saying, "Go forth, and prosper. Just don't come back." 

Montas was part of Brian Cashman's epic 2021-22 caravan of horrible deals, one after another - Joey Gallo, Jordan Montgomery, Scott Effross, etc. - that backfired disastrously. Late in 2022, we traded four prospects - including JP Sears and Ken Waldichuk - to Oakland for Montas, who quickly shat the bed and hung around through September like a bad Weekend at Bernie's remake. He soon needed arm surgery. We got nothing. 

And now, he's a Met. So be it. Montas is off the board, though it's likely he was never part of the Yankee plan. 

But here's a thought: If the Mets wanna keep signing ex-Yanks - Bader, Ottavino, Juan Soto? - shouldn't we strike back? 

I never liked Luis Severino as a Met. It just seemed wrong. The Yankees invested 12 years into the guy, counting his time on the farm. He never became the pitcher we wanted. But last year, age 30, he threw 182 innings, went 11-7 with a ERA of 3.91. Best year since 2010, when he looked like The Next Big Thing. 

I say, bring Sevy home. He won't be cheap. And yeah, he might revert back to "Setback Sevy," forever recovering from tweaked twats and twiddles. 

But let's face it: We'll either sign Sevy now, or wait until he's 35, on his last tour. They all return, eventually. Let's bring back Sevy. He needs to come home.