If Darryl Strawberry is to be believed, the mid-80’s Mets were pretty much allowed to run amuck. This just goes to show that if you have one iota of talent, the boss will let you get away with anything as long as he’s seeing wins on the field. Strawberry’s book  “Straw: Finding My Way” tells it like it was. Booze, drugs, and women were always on the menu de jour, sometimes even during games. And Darryl’s not denying his part in it all, that’s for sure. These guys all sound like they were total tools.

“We were the boys of summer. The drunk, speed-freak, sneaking-a-smoke boys of summer,” writes onetime home-run legend Darryl Strawberry in “Straw: Finding My Way,” out in April from Ecco. “[An] infamous rolling frat party . . . drinking, drugs, fights, gambling, groupies.”

Beer “was the foundation of our alcoholic lifestyle,” he writes. “We hauled around more Bud than the Clydesdales. The beer was just to get the party started and maybe take the edge off the speed and coke.”

The team’s mantra on the road, he writes, was to “tear up your best bars and nightclubs and take your finest women . . . The only hard part for us was choosing which hottie to take back to your hotel room. Lots of times you . . . picked two or three.”

This article goes on describing more of the team’s seedy exploits.