My world is officially upside down:
"Enough, with the Mets! You don't have to, anymore, get the point across. (...) The Mets are like, you tied them to a tree and you just keep pounding them with their hands and feet tied. And you just keep beating on them, and beating on them, and beating on them, okay? It doesn't take any toughness now to beat on the Mets. They are like a dead carcass on the side of the road. We understand that. The year was a disaster, they've been terribly inept and terribly unlucky in the same year, enough! You gotta stop beating on the Mets ... The Mets right now could get knocked for anything. The Mets could cure cancer tomorrow and get knocked for it. (...) It's no fun picking on somebody when everyone's beating on them. Enough already, move on. The season's dead, it's over. (...) Beating on the Mets cannot be something that you think is any more clever, or tough, or a real strong opinion, to me its just piling on now. Get off the Mets back already! I can't take it anymore! (...) There's nothing left, I mean how about just everyone just back off a little bit and move on, I mean enough's enough, jeez. You can't tell me you like it anymore, it's gotten to be sickening."For the record, I still like it. It's fun. Besides, if you don't keep reminding everyone how inept the Mets are in this age of ADD media, people will forget and move on to stories like Brett Favre coming back (or Brett Hinchcliffe).
For example, it was revealed today that Neil Diamond's musical career was sparked by the departure of the Brooklyn Dodgers. To which I reply: "Now we know why the Mets insisted on playing Sweet Caroline all these years."
See Mike, isn't piling on fun?
But Mike's moratorium on Met bashing lasted about 30 minutes, at which point he blasted the throwback uniforms. So I guess not all is wrong with the world after all. I, for one, am relieved.
If you'd like to hear Francesa's entire rant, play the video below: