It's Not Curtains for Delgado (yet)
It took a pretty big bus, but pundits and web-types had succeeded in relocating Mr Delgado pretty much under that metaphorical mass transit vehicle. Delgado, who never really wanted to be in NY in the first place, has to have been feeling it lately, what with hitting like a candy striper and fielding like a elderly gardener.
Today Carlost came back with a vengeance and a couple of HRs, and getting all Beltrany, he didn't feel like celebrating with the ingrates in the peanut gallery. I, of course, have stood by Carlos with the same integrity that he refuses to stand for the national anthem.
If you thought the Mets would hold their own against SATAN today, well, you're a liar. Nelson Figueroa besting John Sm*ltz= "that's why they play the games."
But oh what a Sunday it turned out to be. Beating the Br*ves to take the series and knock the little bastards back below .500. Keeping paace with the Philmes. Preventing Cox from smoking a stogie the old fashioned way. There was no fresh Heil from the Mets fire starting corps. Why, I swear I even saw Jose Reyes on base!The Mets have gotten Figgy with that 5th (or 4th) spot in the rotation, and there is no more heartwarming story than the Metsfan done good. He only lasted 5.1 and gave up 7 hits so it wasn't his sharpest outing, but I'm comfortable with him at the end of the rotation. And I'm sure Nelson can count on fan support up until the moment he fails and is sent packing. Game set match for the Mets.
OH MY GOD IT TURNS OUT ROGER CLEMENS IS A DOUCHE BAG?!!!
Well that's the take away from this breaking story I'm sure we'll get to sink some time into this week. Here's a sentence to get the ball rolling.
Roger Clemens' lawyer Rusty Hardin, speaking for Clemens, denied that his client's long-term relationship with country singer Mindy McCready involved sex.
Mindy is buddies with Dean Cain, Rosie O'Donnel, and all sorts of other strangeness. By the way, in case you forget that many Yankees fans are douchebags, check out Mets by the Numbers pithy reminder.
It turns out, the only Met that got the best of anyone in Chicago last week was mild mannered Joe Smith, shown below (link swiped from Can't Stop the Bleeding). It's nice to see Billy Wagner's influence on the Mets youngsters. [note Scott Schoenweis walking away, perhaps because he thinks Smith is addressing him]