Leo Tolstoy said there are only two types of stories: a man goes on a journey, and a stranger comes to town. R.A. Dickey spent the first 38 years of his life playing out the narrative of the former. He began the latter on Tuesday. Dickey didn't choose Toronto. The New York Mets chose it for him. Given the way John Farrell left and the hesitant way Josh Johnson and Mark Buehrle arrived, the town is understandably needy just now. Toronto wants to be wanted. On Tuesday, there were no weasel words from the most important newcomer. Only unconditional love. The first thing out of his mouth: "Obviously, I'm overjoyed to be here . . . " Let's all pretend the "obviously" doesn't make us a little dizzy. It's unseemly. Near the end, he was asked about the Mets' unwillingness to meet the two-year, $25 million extension the Jays offered, and whether that still stung. "No," he said, as if struck by the idea. "In fact, I've moved from that point to being kind of thankful that they didn't." If we had a mayor, he'd be off somewhere cutting a key.