For ten
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Exciting
Tremendous
Spectacular
games, everything went the
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Spectacular
way.
Pitchers' duels. Slugfests. Late and close. Early and often. Go-ahead runs. Tack-on runs. Baserunners stranded. Dominant starting. Sterling relief. Almost everything going right.
Lately, it's been
Miserable
Enervating
Torpid
Slack
Not sure exactly where it started. Since the ten
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Tremendous
Spectacular
games, the
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Slack
ledger amounts to 6-8. That's fourteen games. That, by any calculation, is longer than ten games. Of more immediate concern, over the past seven games, the
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Slack
record is 2-5, with every one of the
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losses turning on plays that have gone against the
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Slack
Pitchers' duels. Slugfests. Late and close. Early and often. Go-ahead runs. Tack-on runs. Baserunners stranded. Dominant starting. Sterling relief. Several things not going right.
Numbers are numbers. The
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Spectacular
margin was one game ahead of the pack a week ago. Now, suddenly, the
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can be found in third place, two games out.
Numbers are numbers. What is quantifiable can shift quickly in baseball. Numbers comprise the bottom line yet may not necessarily signify much for the long haul. Yesterday's 10-0 is today's 6-8 or 2-5. But there's something more alarming about the empirical turn the season has taken. For one night, maybe two, you can chalk it up to the balls not falling in where they fell in last week, the call not being made where it was being made. You don't have to infer the be-all and end-all from the bottom line of the moment. But you string it together over enough time, and you can feel the season very slowly getting away. It's not so much the lagging that brings you down from 10-0 to 6-8 — or its subset of 2-5. It's not just a matter of having been one up in first to being, a week later, two out in third. It's something in the course of events that is hinting to you what was
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Tremendous
Spectacular
has morphed as if via time-lapse photography to
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Enervating
Torpid
Slack
Pitchers' duels. Slugfests. Late and close. Early and often. Go-ahead runs. Tack-on runs. Baserunners stranded. Dominant starting. Sterling relief. Almost nothing going right.
Almost; but what goes wrong…hoo boy, does it ever.
It's a little chilly for this early in August. But it's still early August. Plenty of time left to return to
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Spectacular
Really there is.
[Sigh]… I don't know.
brutal, especially after daniel murphy's catch-and-throw doubleplay seemed to make the game something exceptional. (oh it was, just ask the stros: that two-run who's-on-home clownfest was so very very special.)
houston almost always kills the mets. i can't stand it.
Most
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Then
Suckitudinal
Is the headline a Seymour Skinner reference?
Speaking of jarring polar opposites, you know what Kaz Matsui's numbers are against the Mets apparently?
In six games, he's had 28 AB; he's got 13 hits (.464), 4 extra-base hits good for a .786 SLG, he's scored 9 runs and stolen 3 bases without being caught. I'm pretty sure if you put Kaz's best six games as a Met together they wouldn't equal this torrid performance.
During the winning streak we were scoring 4-5 runs/game and winning. Now we're scoring 4-5 runs/game and losing.
It's all about pitching – and it's mostly the bullpen. Same old story.
This does suddenly look like Willie's team again – score a few runs early, sit on the lead (and waste chances to extend it), bullpen blows up, go down meekly in late innings. Hopefully Jerry can reverse that because the clock is ticking.
They're heading for the old mill!
Comment deleted. I'm not in the fucking mood.