THY PITCHER'S WIFE.(The Talk of the Town)(Mets' pitcher Kris Benson's wife Anna)(Interview)

Anna Benson, the spectacularly attractive wife of the Mets' pitcher Kris Benson, has become a familiar presence in the sports pages lately.

"Just because I went on the Howard Stern show last year and said that if my husband was unfaithful to me I'd sleep with everybody on the team, including the ball boys!" she said the other day, before leaving her Palace hotel suite for Shea, where Kris Benson was scheduled to pitch in the season's first Yankees-Mets series. (The couple have a house in Atlanta, Georgia.) "I was talking about infidelity. I have to come up with stupid humor to be understood by these idiots who take everything so literally. All these big-time athletes who cheat and get away with it! Why should we put up with that shit? It's time for us to get back to traditional values!" She scooped up a tiny, pinkish French bulldog wearing a black Mets sweater.

"This is Petunia, only twelve weeks old," she said. "I saw her last week in a pet shop. I couldn't resist. I have four other French bulldogs at home in Georgia. Kris loves Petunia. He wants Petunia to come with me to the game, along with the kids here--Paul James, we call him P.J., he's eight and a half, and Haylee Love, she's four and a half. Kris and I'll have another one or two or three. I'll just whip them out."

Both kids were blond, beautiful, and polite. P.J. wore a Mets jersey. Haylee Love carried a Madame Alexander doll with long dark tresses.

"My Mommy doll," Haylee Love said.

"One of those very expensive ones," her mother said. "She can do anything to it she likes--get it dirty or anything. She calls it the Mommy doll because it has hair like mine. It's long, Cherokee, down to my tail. Kris loves to brush my hair." She went on, "He's six-four. I'm five-five, but I wear these four-inch heels, because I want to look good around the team. These shitty heels kill me. After we go inside, I'll put on my Chanel slippers. I have an injured big toe, damaged further by surgery. I have toe trouble from my strip-dancing days. But I don't want any more bungled surgery. I don't want them to touch me. I did only one cosmetic-surgery thing: I had breast implants. After having three kids, I felt I deserved it. Kris doesn't want me to have plastic surgery on my face. He says, 'Don't let them do any of that crap to you; you're too pretty.' Kris has the eye of an eagle."

The kids were hustled by a nanny into one car. Their mother rode to Shea with another driver. She said, "P.J. has 'James' as his middle name, just as Kris is named 'Kristin James.' Kris's family are baseball fans, so their names are all 'K's--Kraig, Kassie, and Karley."