Smile on My Face due to Mets Ascension to Third Place
Delgado and Heilman ponder the vicissitudes of the Mets season in the clubhouse
We never know which Mets are going to show up-- the 2006 Regular Season Wow the Mets are Back wunderkinds or the graceless 2007 September to Dismember Bozos. Yesterday the Mets managed to climb back over .500 and into a third place tie with the Br*ves. And really, this game would deserve one of my patented holy funking whoopdie wow!!'s, except for I caught Major League on late night basic cable the night before and could only think of what the Mets might accomplish if the Wilpons wanted to move the club to Florida--why they could even beat a team in the same league for the World Series (that's what seemed to happen when Cleveland took on the Yanks in a Yankee Stadium filled with Clevelanders, but I wasn't really paying attention).
But really, there was nothing to complain about on the field tonight, as the Mets ran, hit, threw and caught just like we dreamed about on the eve of this disastrous season. I mean, I swear I even saw some power. It was blueprint. It would be nice if these guys could now NOT go all cold at the same time, offensive slumping being the only thing this team has truly done together all season. Maybe the magic of Fernando and Pedro show will take hold after all--I mean, this is the team that shaved their silly heads in solidarity not so long ago.
The good news is the Mets are clicking occasionally. The bad news is the Philmes are possessed, beating down teams in their way like Bret Myers beats women. The good news is the Mets next two opponents truly suck eggs. Also, yours truly will be gracing the Mets with my presence in the opening game of the D-Backs series, so look busy, Mets here I come. According to Joe Morgan, Shea is filled with fans of Joe Torre, so I am anxious to see this for myself.