Wednesday, September 19, 2007

The Quads Match The Collars

Instead of a players only team meeting, maybe the gang should have had a seance to try to conjure up some ghosts from 1986 to give them some luck.

Actually, I thought they already took care of that in the ninth inning tonight, when three straight hits with two outs in the ninth all of a sudden looked very eerie, and very familiar. Let's just say that if Chad Cordero had thrown a wild pitch at Ruben Gotay's feet, I would have dusted off my Ouija Board.

But Gotay struck out to end the game. There are no ghosts resurrected from 1986. Keith Hernandez's chair at RFK Stadium had no more hits in it. And Gene Mauch is playing craps in heaven, rolling seven after seven while yelling "Let it ride! Let it ride!"

I wonder if anyone inside that clubhouse during that players' only meeting realizes how close they are to the brink of history...as in the worst historical regular season collapse this side of the California Angels. Nobody has ever been seven or more games up past September 12th and been overtaken. However, our team is doing a really good job of trying to execute this trick.

(Editor's note: If the trick is turned, then 1964 would no longer be Baseball's Most Memorable Collapse, now would it? That would mean that somebody would have to write the story of Baseball's New Most Memorable Collapse. The author of this blog would like to volunteer his services to you publishers out there.)

Do they realize what they're doing to us? Think about it for a second. Think about all the firepower contained in the lineup of the team we root for...yet we're reduced to depending on the offensive production of Miguel Cairo.

Oh, you remember Miguel Cairo don't you? Once, he was the bane of the Mets existence when he wore your uniform in 2005. Now, he's the third place hitter on a team that regularly decides to bat their pitcher eighth. And now we're hoping that Cairo has a four hit day so that the Mets can stay 2 and 1/2 games in first place.

That's pathetic, but that's what our troops have reduced us to by giving up 47 runs to the worst hitting team in the National League...you know, part of that "easy" schedule we were "lucky" enough to draw these past two weeks. Don't they know nothing comes easy? Nothing comes easy to the team that has one pitcher in a boot, another pitcher in need of a boot, a third pitcher designated for assignment, and a fourth pitcher who was designated as the latest pitcher to blow a four run lead.

Oh yeah, and a 40-year-old left fielder with a tight quad...to match everybody else's tight collars. Joy.

So what's tomorrow's meeting going to cover?

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

Metstra - something's wrong with the "magic number" widget on the side of your blog. It's stuck on 11.

Unser said...

Don't know if anyone noticed the sudden disappearance of those "your postseason has come" promos on SNY, telling fans to sign up for the chance to buy playoff tix. Hmmmm ...

Can we PLEASE START KICKING SOME ASS!!!!

Demitri said...

Its my fault. I bought NLDS tickets


I blame myself.

The Metmaster said...

In case you missed it boys and girls, the Mets lost more than a game in the standings yesterday. We lost the coin flip to the Phillies in case there is a playoff at season's end. At this time we've also lost home field advantage during the playoffs. (if we make it). The old saying goes "bad things come in threes". Is Alou the third?

JAMMQ said...

Tommorrow's meeting, which is now today's meeting, is going to cover what champagne we are going to sip, since Willie seems so convinced that this will all work out.

Dan Firrincili said...

Sorry to bother you guys with depressing Mets blather. But I am trying to figure out an apt analogy for the experience of watching your baseball team toss a season of pretty decent, but not outstanding, play out the window. It's not easy because there are so many emotions to convey: anger, embarrassment, disappointment, befuddlement, jealousy, feebleness, helplessness, vulnerability.

How do you cram all of that into one analogy?

beezermess said...

Dear Willie....

My name is beezermess and I live all the way in sunny California and I just want you to know that the last 48 hours have made me absolutely sick. You have to understand something, Willie...as a former employee of the Evil Empire, you are used to winning or just making the playoffs. It was as common to you as it is common for me to use the bathroom. As a Mets fan, we do not get to enjoy great playoff moments very often since we do not make the playoffs every year. But after Beltran forgot to take his bat off the shoulders in Game 7 and my not-so-nice comments about it, I was very optimistic about this year, even without signing a top free agent pitcher or hitter and not having Pedro until Sepetember....
Fast forward to last night as I was almost arrested last night for almost throwing my cat through the TV after seeing Ronnie F'n Belliard from the Bronx hit a bomb off of Maine in the fourth inning...Are you kidding me? After being in first place all year, are you going to pull a collapse a la the Phillies from 1964? Say it is a joke, Willie...please say it is a joke as I am not ready to watch football and considering that both NY teams are 0-2, I would not have an alternative until the Rangers opener...
Willie, time to pull some kind of rabbit or voodoo curse to get this straightened out...Mets fans my not win all the time, but we sure as hell hold grudges...ask my friend who thinks I have a dark chi..

Sincerely, Beezermess

Metstradamus said...

Beezermess,

Every Met fan in the world...at this very moment, is taking shade under your dark chi.

It keeps them cool through their own personal hell.

GaryG said...

Metstradamus, if the Mets give it away, this will not be worse than 1964. Those Phillies lost 10 in a row from Sept 21 to Sep 30th. They were up 6.5 games as late as Sept 20th. Would the 2007 Mets collapse be worse? Not really. Probably about the same.

Metstradamus said...

(Gary, shh...I'm trying to get a book deal.)

:)