The Mets take their bruises in 2013, but they grow. Zack Wheeler and Travis d’Arnaud arrive as bona fide major leaguers, and Matt Harvey and Jon Niese graduate to frontline starting pitchers. Ike Davis puts together a full campaign of power, plate patience and defense. David Wright copy-pastes something similar to his prior nine seasons. They even make a run at .500, a milestone of mediocrity they have not reached since moving to Citi Field in 2009. Oh, and their three remaining bad contracts — Jason Bay, Frank Francisco and Johan Santana — essentially come off the books; Bay still has some deferred payments coming beyond this year. By November, Fred Wilpon’s team sits on the precipice of relevance, blessed with massive financial flexibility. This imagined sweet spot, this anticipated perfect storm, is optimistic yet far from ridiculous. It would become ridiculous only if Wilpon, the Mets’ CEO, failed to live up to the vows of generosity and liquidity he made yesterday. We will believe the Mets are once again a big-market team only when we see it. And if we don’t see it, then we will be free to question once more whether Wilpon should be running one of baseball’s jewel franchises.