The Mets beat the Phillies silly! Survived a rain delay before things were official, the short porch and the Satanic ministrations of Angel Hernandez! Thrived under those conditions, even!
Hush.
The final West Coast swing of the year, a harsh road trip with a jaunt to Philly as a chaser, ends tomorrow and the worst we can do is 8-2!
Shhhh.
We're 8 1/2 games ahead of Philadelphia and 12 ahead of Atlanta!
Nuh! Don't say nothin'.
We're 41-23, 18 games over .500!
Bite your tongue.
The only teams to reach 40 wins faster were the 1986 and 1988 squads!
Inside voices, please.
On this trip we've outscored our opponents 73-35 and blasted out 108 hits!
You can whisper. We're right here.
The last time we didn't score in the first? June 6th! I can barely remember June 6th!
Yes. We know. Shhh.
But…but…but….
I know. Listen. Hear how quietly I'm talking?
Yes.
But you can still hear me, right?
Yes.
OK. Listen. I'm going to say something. The New York Mets are the best baseball team on the planet.
YES!
Shhh. No need to shout. Can you say what I just told you? But quietly this time.
No need to —
No, you incredible goof. The thing before that.
Oh. The New York Mets are the best baseball team on the planet.
That's right. Good night.
Shhhh
It's all sweet. Will my hope for .500 against the top 3 of the AL East on the road turn into .750 ?
If the Mets go .500 til the season end mean we win 90 games ? .550 ? .600 ? Shhhh
Well, the night's begun and you want some fun
Do you think you're gonna find it? (think you're gonna find it?)
You got to treat yourself like number one
Do you need to be reminded? (need to be reminded?)
It doesn't matter what you do or say
Just forget the things that you've been told
We can't do it any other way
Everybody's got to rock and roll, whoo, oh, oh
SHOUT IT, SHOUT IT, SHOUT IT OUT LOUD!!!
SHOUT IT, SHOUT IT, SHOUT IT OUT LOUD!!!
If you don't feel good, there's a way you could
Don't sit there broken hearted (sit there broken hearted)
Call all your friends in the neighborhood
And get the party started (get the party started)
Don't let 'em tell you that there's too much noise
They're too old to really understand
You'll still get rowdy with the girls and boys
'Cause it's time for you to take a stand, yeah, yeah
SHOUT IT, SHOUT IT, SHOUT IT OUT LOUD!!!
SHOUT IT, SHOUT IT, SHOUT IT OUT LOUD!!!
SHOUT IT, SHOUT IT, SHOUT IT OUT LOUD!!!
You've got to have a party
SHOUT IT, SHOUT IT, SHOUT IT OUT LOUD!!!
Turn it up louder
SHOUT IT, SHOUT IT, SHOUT IT OUT LOUD!!!
Everybody shout it now
SHOUT IT, SHOUT IT, SHOUT IT OUT LOUD!!!
Oh yeah
SHOUT IT, SHOUT IT, SHOUT IT OUT LOUD!!!
Hear it gettin' louder
SHOUT IT, SHOUT IT, SHOUT IT OUT LOUD!!!
And everybody shout it now
SHOUT IT, SHOUT IT, SHOUT IT OUT LOUD!!!
The words belong to KISS. The sentiment is mine.
Due respect, but screw my indoor voice. I've been using it within the Eastern Division for 18 humiliating years and it's time to start speaking up.
BRAVES SUCK, METS RUUUUUUULE!!!! God, I've been waiting a long time to say that. It was almost cathartic…
Hush little baby, don't say a word
And never mind that noise you heard…
…Take my hand
We're off to never never land?
Dammit, I've now had that Kiss song stuck in my head for two hours. I'd write out the lyrics to “Our Team Our Time” by way of revenge, but that would be wrong.
Now there's a reason for silence.
We are on a pace to quietly win 104 games.