It was just a few hours ago that we were gorging on Mets, enjoying the Mets, letting the Mets drip off our chins and onto the keyboard. Well, I hope you’re happy. Because there’s no way to turn this Mets faucet off.
Our latest example of the Mets metsing all over the place came on Thursday, when a bat boy dressed in Brewers garb collided with Mets third baseman Wilmer Flores, who was trying to catch a pop-up.
Regardless, Mets manager Terry Collins was not happy, which gave us an absolutely stellar argument, which we really don’t get that often in the era of video review:
The runner from third didn’t end up scoring, however, so the play didn’t mean a whole lot, other than Collins getting ejected, which might be a net positive for the Mets, depending on which talk-radio station you’re listening to these days.
Here we go, with the Twins doing roughly what we thought they would do. This is an interesting pick for the upside, though it’s not without its risks. The last time the Twins had the first-overall pick, there was extraordinary pressure to take Mark Prior, the unbeatable mega-ace from Alpha Centauri. They went with the hometown catcher, a high school kid at that. Do you know the failure rate for high school catchers?
Redemption is never that instant, that perfect. Ruben Rivera didn’t hit a walk-off homer after committing the worst baserunning of all time. Fred Merkle didn’t come back from his boner and goad someone else into an even worse boner.
Well, say, I wrote about this, too. When Scooter Gennett hits four home runs in a game, it apparently makes me want to write the equivalent of a clip show. If he does it again, I’ll come up with something more original. That’s my solemn promise to you.