It's Mets For Me: Off-Beat, Tangentially Relevant Mets Ruminations

Off Base Since 2005! Mets commentary from the counter-intuitive to the unintuitive and all the intuitives in between. ** "Through the use of humor and gross inaccuracy...a certain truth can be gained." Rob Perri ** (pester me or follow me @itsmetsforme on twitter)

Monday, July 27, 2009

Break Up the Mets!!

22 runs. Young pitcher successfully appearing. El Otro Duque, all full of craft and guile. Safety squeezes and triples, oh my. Johan Santana not carted off with a detached arm. Wow, what a series. It doesn't get better than this, and what's more, it can't get any better than this.

Livan in full wind-up.


If you got to Minute Maid, two words: club level. The food service in the rest of the park is confused and inefficient, but club level is a little better. Club level seats are padded and roomier, and there is waiter service. Pictured: beef nachos with everything.

Sad Astro mascot-varmint.

Being a fan of a team losing to the Mets is lonely.

Special "Stub Hub" seats for fans that win a contest. They take 10% of your popcorn before you eat it and 10% after you finish.

Michael Borne after David Wright fufills my wish of seeing a ball hit up onto that silly hill.

They opened the roof right after the Sunday game for the sake of the grass. The guys tending to the grounds can't appreciate this--it was 95-105 degrees if it was 20.

In the How Bad Is It? file:

Rickey Henderson temporarily escaped his legendary solipsism on the biggest day of his life to comment on Jose Reyes' problems.



  • At 10:25 AM, Anonymous jdon said…

    Don't worry. It won't. Unless Francoeur keeps driving in runs in buckets. Peewee is starting to show some power and he actually tried to steal a base yesterday.

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