Fee, fi, fo, fum. And while you’re at it, throw in a Tommy Pham, too.

Why is it that the Mets are so susceptible to the scent of fool’s gold.

In $765 million, occasionally interested Juan Soto — he only seems to concentrate when he’s at bat — the Mets bought a savior who, by his own admission and choice, remained totally detached from his team and teammates during his 15-day injury absence that included a 12-game losing streak.

A Brandon Nimmo, he ain’t.