Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Your Weekly Mets Update

Pardon the usage of the disgruntled Mets fan picture, but as of late, the Mets have been hard to watch. To clarify, we’re talking “gouge-out-your-eyeballs-and-hide-behind-the-couch-weeping” hard to watch. Last night, we got a respite and perhaps a sign of things to come. Even if the Metropolitans hadn't scored those four runs in the 8th, it would’ve still been an idyllic game. Maine was crisp, and the Mets actually wrangled some two-out hits with RISP. Catching it on SNY Fast Forward this morning, it was the first time in three weeks that Rickey felt like he was watching a legitimate Mets game.

Think their slump is coming to an end? Well fifteen hits in one game is a nice start, but last night’s game has left us far from convinced. In order to believe that the Mets are back on the right path, Rickey needs more evidence of their hitting skills than bopping around a lousy pitcher like Jose Silva. So let’s see what they do with Johan Santana this evening. Knock him around a little bit and Rickey will be convinced that things are back on track again. Santana can give up runs, and hopefully the Mets’ offense can make it enough for the win.

Venturing into the fun-filled realm of “what if?,” Rickey sincerely hopes that the Cubs completely tank in July (entirely possible) thereby making Zambrano available for a trade. Who wouldn’t trade Milledge/Gomez and Pelfrey to get the guy? It would be nice to have a young power pitcher on the Mets for a change, yes? Also, we recently learned that not only is Ricky Ledee still alive, but he’s apparently playing baseball as well. For the Mets. Yay. No, really: “Yay.”

Update: Some misbegotten madman thought it would be cute to pull a Jason Blair and write a ridiculous story about Julio Franco causing a racial divide in the Mets clubhouse between Latinos and non-Latinos. Lovely. Julio Franco may be older than cancer, the internal combustion engine, the Franklin Stove, single-celled bacteria, and me, Rickey Henderson, but if that's not enough of an argument for him not to continue to play for the Mets, now people need to make false accusations about him being a racist? Really? See, this is why anonymous blogs are a bad idea...

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6 comments:

Rickey Jr. said...

weak post dude. see my comment from your previous post.

Rickey said...

What, because Rickey hasn't paid lip service to Paul McCartney's new album? The lesser Beatle who dates peg-legged women?

To be honest, we haven't had a chance to listen to it yet chief, but once we do, we'll weigh in. If the album qualifies as "wuss rock," prepare yourself for a tongue lashing.

Anonymous said...

Alex - To avoid Rickey's ire, I recommend you keep the comments "pertinent." McCartney was a bit off-topic.

Rickey - Zambrano stinks (haven't the Mets learned about pitchers named Zambrano) and is clearly trying to hide a major arm injury. Have you seen the guy? He throws completely different than I've ever seen him throw before. When healthy, the guy's a stud; unfortunately, he's never healthy considering his serious mental problems. Also, the guy has thrown about 4 million pitches in his career... his arm is clearly going to fall off in the middle of a game some day. Finally, while his stuff is good, he does have some control problems. There are much better young pitchers out there at this point... I wouldn't waste my time on Zambrano.

Egan, out.

Mr Furious said...

Take it from a Sox fan—big offensive outbursts don't mean shit. The Sox pounded the Giants with 12 runs on Friday night and then scored Dice-K only one run the next day. Luckily for the Sox he's discovered he needs to shut the team out to win.

Toasty Joe said...

SNY was running an ad yesterday for the McCartney album, and I must say, the song I heard ("Get Up and Dance"? "Everybody Dance"? something like that) was less than impressive. Sounds like he mailed in those lyrics.

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