Finally -- A Night to Celebrate
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I am in no way convinced that this is the one that'll get us started. I am in no way going out to tomorrow buy a Mets World Series ticket (not that I would anyway -- getting to the game wouldn't be easy for me right now -- actually, I've never been to CitiField. And, yes, I have been there since the Polo Grounds became apartment buildings).
But when one is a long time Mets fan, one learns to take one's victory where they come. And tonight, they actually had a victory -- yup, chalk up one in the big "W" column. It's nice to see.
Matz pitched a gem and the bullpen didn't dissolve into tears. Hitters got hits. And Michael Conforto got a three-run-homer. Nice to see him hit again and nice to see some long ball (that's supposed to be the teams' strength).
So tomorrow is another day and tomorrow is another game and another chance to make it out of the depths of despair. This team does have the potential to be more like the 1969 Mets (or at least the 1973 Mets) rather than the Mets of the Casey Stengel/Wes Westrum generation. But we'd like to see it more often.
Just so you all should know, it's only June. I am in no way calling the season on account of "rain". Anything you can do in the first 1/3 of the season (or even the first 1/2 of the season) you can undo in the next 2/3 or 1/2. They're still ahead of Miami (though just barely) and they're not 81 games behind (only a mere 10 1/2) and there's still plenty of baseball to play. As long as the starting pitchers keep up the good pitching (loses to the contrary notwithstanding) and the bullpen starting to turn it around, all we really need is for the bats, which are starting to stir, to come to life (the "life" we know they are capable of) for all the dominoes to fall into place.
I am in no way convinced that this is the one that'll get us started. I am in no way going out to tomorrow buy a Mets World Series ticket (not that I would anyway -- getting to the game wouldn't be easy for me right now -- actually, I've never been to CitiField. And, yes, I have been there since the Polo Grounds became apartment buildings).
But when one is a long time Mets fan, one learns to take one's victory where they come. And tonight, they actually had a victory -- yup, chalk up one in the big "W" column. It's nice to see.
Matz pitched a gem and the bullpen didn't dissolve into tears. Hitters got hits. And Michael Conforto got a three-run-homer. Nice to see him hit again and nice to see some long ball (that's supposed to be the teams' strength).
So tomorrow is another day and tomorrow is another game and another chance to make it out of the depths of despair. This team does have the potential to be more like the 1969 Mets (or at least the 1973 Mets) rather than the Mets of the Casey Stengel/Wes Westrum generation. But we'd like to see it more often.
Just so you all should know, it's only June. I am in no way calling the season on account of "rain". Anything you can do in the first 1/3 of the season (or even the first 1/2 of the season) you can undo in the next 2/3 or 1/2. They're still ahead of Miami (though just barely) and they're not 81 games behind (only a mere 10 1/2) and there's still plenty of baseball to play. As long as the starting pitchers keep up the good pitching (loses to the contrary notwithstanding) and the bullpen starting to turn it around, all we really need is for the bats, which are starting to stir, to come to life (the "life" we know they are capable of) for all the dominoes to fall into place.
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