Thursday, June 12, 2008
I Was Waiting to Write Again Till the Mets Won...
...which they did last night (barely). Unfortunately, they lost in 10 to Arizona this afternoon, so my happiness was short-lived. During this horrendous stretch against the Padres and the Diamondbacks, the Mets have lost 6 of their last 7. Four of those games were lost by one run. Five of those games were lost in the later innings. After two straight days of great (if not practically flawless) starting pitching from Pelfrey and Santana, the bullpen has screwed it up. Last night, Billy Wagner gave up a game-tying home run in the top of the 9th, with Beltran saving his ass in the 13th. Today, aided by so-so pitching from Joe Smith in the 8th and Wagner's 3rd straight implosion, the Mets aren't looking too hot.
As a fan, I can speak for a lot of us who are just feeling like the wind is out of our sails. After the awful series against the Padres and the weird game (complete with a tornado) on Tuesday night against the D-Backs, it just seemed like things were swinging back in our favor during Pelfrey's outing. Both the SNY guys and the WFAN guys were high on Pelfrey. He pitched well against the Ace Brandon Webb. He actually OUT pitched him, which says a lot. There was a shut out and he even got his first hit of the season. When Willie left him in to hit in the top of the 8th, I thought that he even might get a complete game.
Once the 9th started, Pelfrey was ready to go. Then, he gave up a lead-off single. As if he had springs in his cleats, out popped Willie Randolph from the dugout. The fans booed, but I understood where he was coming from. It was a nice outing, but let's not get carried away. Give the ball to the closer and end this thing. Oh, if only it were that easy. Ever. Before we all (including poor Mike Pelfrey) knew it, the god damn game was tied. A practically perfectly pitched ballgame- ruined. Morale went from the highest of highs to the lowest of lows from Flushing to Jersey and back. Once Beltran won it with a walk-off home run 4 1/2 innings later, most fans were happy and even a few were jubilant. Others were just relieved that they had pulled that one out.
Back to today's game. I for one thought that it would be kind of easy. I was expecting to turn on my car on my way home from work to find the Mets winning, which is exactly what happened. Then, on my way home from my second job, things had gotten a bit stickier. Smith had given up two in the 8th and the Mets had failed to score on some golden opportunities (what else is new?) in the bottom of the inning. So, come on in, Billy. Give up hits and walks to load the bases with no outs. Let the tying run score from 3rd on a very close play that would have gotten the final out at second. That is part of what is so frustrating. How many times have they come this close to eking out a win or a scoreless inning with everything bad happening at the very last minute. I just don't get it.
What I do get is that this past week has been ugly and I don't know what can be done to make things better.
Also, to add more shit to this pile, Moises Alou was back from the DL for 3 (three) at bats and one game (which he did not play in) before he was sent there for the 3rd time this season. I feel awful for him, but it kinda makes me want to throw up.
Oh also, in the above picture, Mr. Met has turned to food in times of struggle. Apparently, he's a stress-eater.