Saturday’s Mets game was one for the ages. I know I aged significantly during the three hours and thirty-six minutes it took for the Mets to lose the hell out of it.
When the game and I were comparatively wide-eyed […]
Saturday’s Mets game was one for the ages. I know I aged significantly during the three hours and thirty-six minutes it took for the Mets to lose the hell out of it. When the game and I were comparatively wide-eyed […] The picture to take away from Sunday’s 13-4 drubbing at the hands of the Rockies was Steven Matz trudging across a suddenly hostile mound looking like he’d been told to move a hundred bags of concrete from one place to another for no satisfactory reason. Well, unless you tuned in a little bit late, in which case […] Definitely a blowout. Something like a laugher. Never in doubt. The Mets scored three runs before Bronson Arroyo threw 15 pitches. Then I drifted off under the influence of Coricidin Cough & Cold. When I woke up, the Mets were ahead, I think, 7-0. I missed four runs? I guess I could’ve been sore (and achy) […] Someday we’ll look back on this and it will all seem funny. Getting off my train after witnessing a 13-2 Mets loss in person — my personal-worst ninth consecutive loss at any of the ballparks the Mets have called home — I noticed a few people were arriving back on Long Island from New York’s […] Something struck me while the Giants were being demolished by the Reds, 9-0, Sunday and the Nationals were getting stomped by Carlos Beltran’s Cardinals, 12-4, Monday: this never happens to us. The Mets have never been truly blown out of a postseason game. They’ve never lost one by eight runs. They’ve never lost one by nine […] |
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