N.Y. METS ~ Resiliency and Spunk Catch A Break

From the desk of:  HEAD-BUTTING MR. MET



NEW YORK METS:  Taking One For The Team.

The Mets are in need of many things right now.  One of their most pressing needs was a freakin' break.  Wednesday night, they finally got one.


Back in the old Stadium, The Yankees once had Mystic and Aura in their dancing stables.  Well, meet the Flushing day dancers; Resilient and Spunky.  Hey man, the economy is rough, as any denizen of METropolis can attest to....




(That's the way this started...but I thought better of it and went with this instead.)


If you care to call going into extra innings against the A's hanging on by a threat, then...the Mets' season is dangling by a thread.  This would be a really bad time for the Mets to fall apart like a cheap sweater.   Because the farther they get from the radio-active .500 mark, the closer some of these players are to kissing their behinds good-bye.


So what's happening in a series against the Oakland Athletics they can ill afford to lose?  The A's came into Citi Field and wrecked the joint like a motor cycle gang outta Compton barging into a poem reading party being held in the back of their favorite out of town bar.


Wednesday night was typical of the kind of game R.A. Dickey has suffered through and lost this season.  Games like this reflect misleadingly when looking at his now 3-8 record.  How many stellar games has he pitched into the late innings with little to no run support, only to have the game fall apart like wet toilet paper at the end?  I can name three off the top of my head; tonight withstanding.


Although Jose Reyes tried his best with his 7,672nd triple of the season and would eventually score in the bottom of the eighth inning to put the Mets ahead 2-1, - in the top of the ninth with the A's down to their final strike, Francisco Rodriguez shook off his catcher and insisted on a fastball instead of his slider.   Frankie-K then watched that pitch he so surely thought would finish off the A's, get lined passed a diving Justin Turner at third base allowing the game tying run.


Yea, ...so like I said, hanging on by a thread, into extra innings they went.  With every inning gone by, the were self-inflicting a very precarious future upon themselves.  Wednesday's night problem became Thursday morning's dilemma when the game crept past midnight.


It took getting hit by a pitch (or a flying chair at the bar) with the bases loaded to get out of this one.  But get out of it they did.  So chalk one up for the home team.  They say a win is a win is a win.  And right now, I don't think Terry Collins and the Mets really give a rat's posterior how they get wins, as long as they get them.  And right now, they really need them. 


A .500 record is again two games away.  It's up to them to rise to the challenge of their purpose.  Tonight, the Mets received, what they refer to in the business as a - Break.  Teams need breaks in order to accomplish what the Mets are about to embark on.  We know they got spunk and they taught us not to change the channel on them.  And now the got a break too.  How about that?


So for the sake of METropolitanism everywhere...Let's Go Mets!



Mike.BTB