It’s been a rough few nights for Juan Soto. Not necessarily in the box score, though that hasn’t helped, but in the court of public perception. And in New York, that’s the one trial you can’t afford to lose.<\/p>
On Friday, he walked into Yankee Stadium with boos pouring down on him like a welcome mat. By Sunday, he looked drained, his trademark bravado and swagger noticeably absent. And by Monday, his own fanbase, the Mets faithful, had turned on him, flashing that $765 million contract like a badge of betrayal. Maybe this is what you sign up for when you ink the richest deal in sports history: zero benefit of the doubt, and millions of eyes watching your every step, especially the ones you don’t take.<\/p>