Friday was bad.
Saturday was excruciating, watching Rhys Hoskins destroy the Mets after his garbage slide into Jeff McNeil the day before and subsequent mocking of The Squirrel. I did enjoy Yohan Ramirez throwing behind Hoskins, and it seemed to spark the team, though they still lost.
Sunday brought another L and a Tylor Megill injury, the severity of which is still to be determined.
Amazingly, the Mets aren't in the basement of the NL East (the Nats are 0-4), nor am I blogging in John Coppinger's Mom's basement (read Saturday's blog). But it does seem like there's nowhere to go but up.
There have been some bright spots, including both Pete Alonso and Francisco Alvarez hitting well, homering when possible, while going to right field when the pitch calls for it. Starling Marte looks solid. Brett Baty showed signs of life after last year's meltdown. And Edwin Diaz returned and looked close to normal Edwin Diaz, which is great.
Unfortunately, three guys are hitting Bingo numbers, namely Brandon Nimmo (.077), Francisco Lindor (.083) and McNeil (.091). Until they get rolling and JD Martinez is ready to go, it might be rough.
But it's a marathon, not a sprint. Three games do not a season make.
Hopefully, Sean Manaea pitches like he did his last 4 starts of 2023, when he pitched 24 innings, allowing 20 hits, 6 earned runs, 2 walks and 18 strikeouts. Breaking it down, he averaged 6 innings per game, with a 2.25 era and a strikeout to walk ratio of 9:1. In case you weren't sure, that's really good. Considering one of the games was at Colorado and another was at the Dodgers, it was frickin' fantastic.
And because I'm feeling positive, I'm not going to mention the Tigers' starter on Monday is Reese Olson, who was drafted by the Brewers and GM David Stearns. Which means he's probably going to handcuff Mets hitters like Freddy Peralta, DL Hall and Colin Rea just did. Nope, I'm not going to talk about that all. Nothing to see here, please disperse.
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