It wasn’t so long ago that the Mets were 13-4.
Then the Braves swept them. And the Rockies swept them.
And now, today.
Continue reading “Game 127 // First Inning // The Mets Bat Out of Order”
It wasn’t so long ago that the Mets were 13-4.
Then the Braves swept them. And the Rockies swept them.
And now, today.
Continue reading “Game 127 // First Inning // The Mets Bat Out of Order”
The Mets were on the edge of a giant cliff. The letters SWEEP written into the dirt of the plains below.
And then, this eighth inning.
Continue reading “Game 124 // Eighth Inning // The Kings of Queens”
The Nationals scored six in the eighth to make a comeback and—
Forget all that.
Did you see what Bryce Harper did in the third inning?
Continue reading “Game 123 // Eighth Inning // The Broken-Bat Home Run”
We need a resident Mets fan here.
After a win like this: are you letting yourself believe?
Continue reading “Game 122 // Ninth Inning // The Mets Lead the National League”
TOP OF THE EIGHTH: METS 5 (3) – 1 PHILLIES
Coming back from commercial break, the furry green Philly Phanatic is dancing atop the dugout with “Franklin The Dog” of the 76ers, with a baggy gelatinous midsection bouncing down to his ankles and back up to his chest, grabbing it, ruffling it, a man inside a suit handling and shaking the suit’s own ass and blue tail, the fans in front unsure when they’ll be permitted to stop smiling. Its long green snout juts out in front of two plastic eyes, with Continue reading “Game 87 // Eighth Inning // Lost in the Wind”
TOP OF THE ELEVENTH: METS 6 – (6) 8 PHILLIES
It was that week of nationwide baseball migrations.
Continue reading “Game 83 // Eleventh Inning // The Asdrubal Game”
BOTTOM OF THE FOURTH: GIANTS 5 (0) – 4 METS
A beet-red moon hovers over the great bay in the distance, rising above bridges and changing into a Giants-baseball orange, and then finally yellow and white—far beyond the lit-up air of AT&T Park. The fans are into the tame middle-innings quiet, bundled up in the summertime coats that are the official attire for San Francisco baseball. On the mound for New York is Jacob deGrom, whose Continue reading “Game 77 // Fourth Inning // The San Francisco Bumgarners”
TOP OF THE NINTH: TIGERS 6 – 5 METS
The Detroit Tigers are wearing uniform tops with Tigres written in navy across the fronts, meaning one of three things: The equipment manager overlooked a run of typos; they’ve been bought out and renamed as a companion team by Tigres UANL, top-league fútbol team of Monterrey; or it’s some sort of Spanish-language night at Comerica Park and the translation has been deemed a plus for local promotions.
Safe to say the latter wins out there, though from a glance it’s not entirely clear. Continue reading “Game 72 // Ninth Inning // Death of a Metsfan”
TOP OF THE NINTH: METS 5 – (1) 4 DODGERS
The ghosts of the 1986 Mets are alive and well tonight at Shea Stadium Citi Field, with a big home run from what looks to be Darryl Strawberry, and Dwight Gooden on the mound to close things out.
The digits 1 9 8 6 are printed in blue and orange on the infield grass, ahead of both dugouts, Continue reading “Game 44 // Ninth Inning // Granderson at the Bat”