Redefining Ugly: Phillies Take Over First
13 innings to lose a 7 run lead and first place in the National League East.
I was preparing a deep breath to go into a long and lovely rant about how much the Mets suck that they could blow this game in the demoralising manner that they did, about how this defeat mirrors the choke-job of last September, about how the season is unremarkably lost because the bullpen yet again fail to do the one thing they are asked to do. Oh yeah, and how the "defensive catcher" allows a ball to skip past him and the tying run to score when by rights, Jayson Werth was going to be out by a mile and the Mets were going to squeak out of this first game alive.
But why bother?
Reyes demonstrates the Mets NL East tactic, a downward dive.
The Mets could win a game tonight and be back in first.
Words are useless in this battle. You have to sit there soaking in every millisecornd of melodrama knowing as if it is some Philly sadist rather than the Mets and Phillies writing this story, that no matter how many innings with Heilman in there that concluded with an exhale of relief, eventually, the Mets were going to drop this.
You know in the same way you knew in Game 6 of the 1999 NLCS that Kenny Rogers was going to walk the winning effin run home that somebody in this bullpen was ultimately going to spit the bit last night and the game was going to be lost.
Why do you know?
Because it's no work of genius to conclude that that which is good will be undone by that which is evil (Schoeneweiss or Ayala or Heilman or Smith or Feliciano or Sanchez what difference does it make?) someone is going to do it. Not even a 10-0 lead into the 9th can be considered safe which is why you saw Pelfrey the other night getting his arm used in a place it had no business being used since the business of the pen is to close these games out one, two, three.
But they don't.
There will be no reinventions of the wheel this week.
Easley's quasi-heroics for naught.
The bullpen sucks and the only thing the Mets can do is try and overcome it.
And not let demoralising defeats like the one last night or echoes of September 2007 get into their heads.
Starting, you would imagine, with a Johan Santana complete game shutout.
Of course, that won't happen but the Mets will bounce back to live another day this time. Just to prolong the inevitable. Keep us beating our heads against the wall.
I was preparing a deep breath to go into a long and lovely rant about how much the Mets suck that they could blow this game in the demoralising manner that they did, about how this defeat mirrors the choke-job of last September, about how the season is unremarkably lost because the bullpen yet again fail to do the one thing they are asked to do. Oh yeah, and how the "defensive catcher" allows a ball to skip past him and the tying run to score when by rights, Jayson Werth was going to be out by a mile and the Mets were going to squeak out of this first game alive.
But why bother?
Reyes demonstrates the Mets NL East tactic, a downward dive.
The Mets could win a game tonight and be back in first.
Words are useless in this battle. You have to sit there soaking in every millisecornd of melodrama knowing as if it is some Philly sadist rather than the Mets and Phillies writing this story, that no matter how many innings with Heilman in there that concluded with an exhale of relief, eventually, the Mets were going to drop this.
You know in the same way you knew in Game 6 of the 1999 NLCS that Kenny Rogers was going to walk the winning effin run home that somebody in this bullpen was ultimately going to spit the bit last night and the game was going to be lost.
Why do you know?
Because it's no work of genius to conclude that that which is good will be undone by that which is evil (Schoeneweiss or Ayala or Heilman or Smith or Feliciano or Sanchez what difference does it make?) someone is going to do it. Not even a 10-0 lead into the 9th can be considered safe which is why you saw Pelfrey the other night getting his arm used in a place it had no business being used since the business of the pen is to close these games out one, two, three.
But they don't.
There will be no reinventions of the wheel this week.
Easley's quasi-heroics for naught.
The bullpen sucks and the only thing the Mets can do is try and overcome it.
And not let demoralising defeats like the one last night or echoes of September 2007 get into their heads.
Starting, you would imagine, with a Johan Santana complete game shutout.
Of course, that won't happen but the Mets will bounce back to live another day this time. Just to prolong the inevitable. Keep us beating our heads against the wall.
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