Now, Even Wildcard In Doubt
How often it feels like you're living and dying with every pitch, euphoria effortlessly blending with despair as this pennant race reaches its zenith.
Take the 8th, for example - down by 1, the Brewers winning in Pittsburgh, Delgado's leadoff double sent us soaring with hope. Then came Beltran's single, prevented from being an RBI single by Luis Aguayo's sudden conservative scaredy-cat decision to hold Delgado at third. Followed by the fear/knowledge it would be costly.
Aguayo, you will recall, has a history of questionable decisions to send runners from third. Now he overcompensates. Can we bring back Willie to coach 3rd for the last four games of the season.
And naturally, Choking Church K's to advance no one. Castro grounds out. Fear and disgust grows.
Then Chavez gets mysteriously and intentionally walked to load the bases for Ramon Martinez which leads to confusion as many scramble to figure out who the hell he is. First game in September? Mets' starting playoff second baseman?
More glee when Martinez walks in the tying run, relief and hope because Reyes could bust it open once and for all but....naaaaaaah, not tonight, inning over.
the Curse of Church has many forms
Leadoff triple in the 9th by the Magical Murph in the 9th sends us swooning and gave Wright the chance to be a hero but instead he strikes the fuck out on a clear ball four.
that should be your head not your helmet
Sweet Lou opts to load the bases for Church...fingernail chewing or chain-smoking time...Church, shiteejit, grounds into force at home, growing anger, how the hell do you not score with a leadoff triple?! Shiteejit, you say? Yes. A new word I've invented for Church, combining shite with eejit as in, Shite! What an eejit!
Castro meanwhile, strikes out and the chair smashing and bottle-throwing commences in earnest. 10 men left on bases over 5 innings. The sea gulls are going mad with derisive chatter outside the window. Two innings in a row, bases loaded nets a mere run.
Even the crowd is quiet considering the lost opportunities.
Turn to prayer as in "Please oh please Mr Met, don't let this end with another reassuring yet empty speech by President Bush to the American public.."
Countdown to Doom
Bollocks and double bollocks. Thence forward, the inevitable, massive cock up of a loss was certain to follow.
Can't honestly even blame the pen for this one.
When two innings in a row with bases loaded nets one stinking run, you pretty much already know yer fecked.
If we're lucky, the rest of the season gets rained out.
Take the 8th, for example - down by 1, the Brewers winning in Pittsburgh, Delgado's leadoff double sent us soaring with hope. Then came Beltran's single, prevented from being an RBI single by Luis Aguayo's sudden conservative scaredy-cat decision to hold Delgado at third. Followed by the fear/knowledge it would be costly.
Aguayo, you will recall, has a history of questionable decisions to send runners from third. Now he overcompensates. Can we bring back Willie to coach 3rd for the last four games of the season.
And naturally, Choking Church K's to advance no one. Castro grounds out. Fear and disgust grows.
Then Chavez gets mysteriously and intentionally walked to load the bases for Ramon Martinez which leads to confusion as many scramble to figure out who the hell he is. First game in September? Mets' starting playoff second baseman?
More glee when Martinez walks in the tying run, relief and hope because Reyes could bust it open once and for all but....naaaaaaah, not tonight, inning over.
the Curse of Church has many forms
Leadoff triple in the 9th by the Magical Murph in the 9th sends us swooning and gave Wright the chance to be a hero but instead he strikes the fuck out on a clear ball four.
that should be your head not your helmet
Sweet Lou opts to load the bases for Church...fingernail chewing or chain-smoking time...Church, shiteejit, grounds into force at home, growing anger, how the hell do you not score with a leadoff triple?! Shiteejit, you say? Yes. A new word I've invented for Church, combining shite with eejit as in, Shite! What an eejit!
Castro meanwhile, strikes out and the chair smashing and bottle-throwing commences in earnest. 10 men left on bases over 5 innings. The sea gulls are going mad with derisive chatter outside the window. Two innings in a row, bases loaded nets a mere run.
Even the crowd is quiet considering the lost opportunities.
Turn to prayer as in "Please oh please Mr Met, don't let this end with another reassuring yet empty speech by President Bush to the American public.."
Countdown to Doom
Bollocks and double bollocks. Thence forward, the inevitable, massive cock up of a loss was certain to follow.
Can't honestly even blame the pen for this one.
When two innings in a row with bases loaded nets one stinking run, you pretty much already know yer fecked.
If we're lucky, the rest of the season gets rained out.
Comments
Teixeira or bust!!
Since Omar's main skill is wooing free agents with tremendous amounts of money, not building a club based on a solid plan for winning the NL east, this seems the only way to go. That and releasing the entire bullpen Oct.1.
I also think that Omar, since the dopes are retaining him it seems, should be tied to a stake in centerfield with his eyes taped open so he has to watch every minuet of the misery on Sunday, as the team he put together defiles both Shea stadiums' goodbye ceremony and the sum total of Mets history. Sunday might be the worst day in mets history yet.
P.S. I don't actually believe we won't blow at least one, though