The ridiculous? Fireworks during the national anthem...loud and colorful flares that belie the backdrop of the colorless brand of baseball that is accompanying the 2005 New York Mets down the stretch...as they go out with the volume not of fireworks, but of a mouse urinating on a piece of cotton.
The sublime? Pedro Martinez, who's 10 strikeout shutout made us wonder what this night truly could have felt like if there was actually a race at Shea Stadium.
"If every game was like that, I'd go to more baseball games with you." -Mrs. MetstradamusWho can make that happen? Who can take what can seem like a pain inducing experience and not only make it fun, but wrap it up in two hours and four minutes?
Pedro Martinez, who else?
And trust me, the spectre of a pain inducing game wasn't just palpable to the non-baseball fans in the audience, but for the people who've been Met fans for 25+ years. People entered Shea tonight...most of them late...and looking like zombies from the "Thriller" video. Most of these fans were probably wondering what could possibly be next. How were the Braves going to tear the hearts out of the Flushing Faithful tonight? They entered like pigs at the trough...the trough of heartbreak.
Instead, they just got Pedro. They got ten strikeouts, they got a shutout, and they got a victory.
And they got out early...to drink their mojitos and yell "Jumanji!" in celebration of a Mets victory over Atlanta. And hopefully let said mojitos sink in and forget that the rest of September ever happened.