
Hey Tommy Nice Job –
hit one of those golf
balls in the woods for
me.
CRUSHED
The season is officially over with an absolute drubbing of the Mets at the hands of the Florida Marlins and one, Tom Glavine. To point out the obvious, in the final game that the 300 game winner and future hall of fame pitcher started for the Mets was a complete and total failure. How does a veteran pitcher such as Tom Glavine get only one out in a start that was the biggest game of the season? How does Glavine do that after John Maine, a guy who is basically a rookie, pitches a near no-hitter and the offense gave so much run support just 24 hours prior? I can’t explain it. It just makes no sense.
The Phillies did what they had to do and the Mets did not. The Mets needed to play just .500 ball and all would have been well — they couldn’t do it. Baseball’s a funny game as you can look at stats and figures and basically just throw them out the window as the games have to be played and anything can and does happen. The Mets tried to hand this division to the Braves and the Phils all season — they had no takers until this last stretch. Philly started playing good ball and the Mets just couldn’t get it together.
This loss is tougher than last year, by far. To come all this way and cough up the division in a matter of 2 1/2 weeks is just brutal from a fan’s perspective and I am sure just as brutal for the guys who have to put all the time in on the field. Don’t worry, I am not crying for any of them — they make tons of money and that’s their job, but psychologically, it has to be tough. It’s also tough on the fans. We fans put in a bunch of time, energy and emotion into these players during the 162 game season and when the rug gets pulled out from under you like this, it’s a little rough — especially when it’s your guys who are pulling it!
Last year, game 7 of the NLCS was a great acheivement. I was happy with the progress of the team. The year before last, I went to a game at Shea near the end of the season. It was a Tom Glavine start where he pitched a complete game shutout and struck out 11. Oh, and the Mets scored 11. That was great, but it was a meaningless game. The next year, I was at several playoff games and happened to be at the game 7 where Endy made the catch and the Mets were 1 hit away from going to the World Series. I was sad with the outcome but satisfied with the progress. This year, they had something to prove. They were the better team the year before but it didn’t work out. That’s OK — this was the year…Our season has come, remember? Then, opening day — Saint Louis was absolutely rocked and I was thrilled. Ah, the chip is on their shoulders and they’re playing to prove it, I thought. They went to Atlanta and started to take care of business, showing that it wasn’t a fluke, but couldn’t quite seal the deal. Then, opening day at Shea…I was there and pumped up, ready to go. J. Roll declared the Phillies the team to beat and they were doing a good job of it until he committed an error on a routine groundball — Mets win and Jimmy gets to hear the Shea faithful chant his name probably as loudly as anything I’ve ever heard chanted at Shea Stadium. Hearing your name screamed by 50,000+ fans is good, unless you’re from the opposing team. The Mets had trouble with the Phils for the rest of the series, but no matter, I thought they’d still get it done.
You could just tell that this team didn’t have the same magic as the previous year. They were good, but just not as good. I guess it’s hard to recreate that feeling…Just ask the Yankees. Yeah, I know they are in it every year, but there was a magic to those 90’s Yankees that I don’t know has been there since. From every account I’ve heard, the Mets in ‘06 had one of the best clubhouses in baseball. Everyone got along and no one was left out. Of course, winning helps develop that but I think these guys genuinely liked each other.
After Saturday’s game…
Hey Jose, here’s what your buddy, Hanley Ramierz said before the game:
“I don’t care if it’s broke (his hand). I’m gonna play tomorrow. @@#$% everybody on the Mets. I’m going to kick their *&^Y%A$ tomorrow.”
I get sick everytime I see Jose out there chatting with this guy. Someone tell Jose that this guy made a fool out of him — both on the field and off. He really needs to get his head out of his rear and start playing ball — next year, that is.
The fans came out (after taking hits for not being there the whole week) and did their best. I was there Friday and Saturday holding down field boxes sections 156 & 157, but the guys, except for Saturday, just couldn’t get it done. How do you lose to Kim on Friday? He’s AWFUL! Well, I guess you could begin with two of the worst starts I think I’ve ever seen (outside of several Rick Ankiel starts several years ago). Thankfully, Tom Glavine will ride off on the two jet skis and brand new Buick he got from the team for his 300th win. He’ll also get a ton of use from those 300 golf balls they marked with ‘300′ for him, starting today.
REMEMBER THIS MOMENT…
There’s a lot to talk about in the next few days, but I hope these guys remember this feeling and I hope it’s a bitter taste in their mouths for the whole off season. Don’t let this happen again. I have plenty more to say and will do so in a little bit — talk to you in a few hours.