Wednesday, July 30, 2008


Some of you have been offended by the puking pumpkins and the ugly fish. Never let it be said that I don't listen to your concerns. So to find the picture that truly speaks 1,000 words about the Mets 4-1 victory over the Marlins, which included a key hit by Carlos Beltran, another gutsy ... if not crisp ... outing by Oliver Perez, and a huge cushiony home run by Carlos Delgado, one must go to what they know. And that win was tasty.

Better than puking pumpkins, eh? I mean, who doesn't like cheeseburgers?

Oh, right ... vegetarians. Don't worry, I have something for you too.

Whichever way you want to order, this win was appetizing ... mouthwatering even. And before you start thinking "you know, Metstradamus is reaching here with the food references. There's no way that food can be relative to Tuesday night's victory, can it?"

Well, food is relevant not just to be pleasing to your eyes, but it plays on the words that Chris Russo gave us on Tuesday during his ... "show". I paraphrase:
"You know, when a team like the Marlins plays for its dinner, they can be dangerous."
But when a team like the Mets play for their dinner, children go hungry? What does that mean?

It's simply more of the same negative slant that our friends at WFAN drive time deliver. When the Mets win a game the tone is "Yeah, good win, let's not get crazy." Marlins win, it's "Oh, they're scrappy and hungry and they like food. Shame on the Mets for not liking food. The Mets don't care about starving children."

(Come to think of it, that sounds like some of our esteemed commenters. Hmmmmmm.)

Next, Mad Dog will tell you that Oliver Perez must hate food because he hadn't won a game in a month before Tuesday night. He must stink. No wonder he's so skinny.


They say that John Maine has a mild strain in his rotator cuff. I guess that's good news since he may go on Sunday. But I tend to think that where rotator cuffs are concerned, no strain is mild.


The final nine games against Atlanta will be Teixeira-less, as the great Atlanta sell-off has begun. How are your World Series picks looking?

Teixeira can now channel his energy towards beating the Yankees in the playoffs.


Ceetar said...

The more I write/learn/think about baseball, the more frustrated I get with many so called sports experts..those jokers on WFAN near the top.

Speaking of WFAN...did you know the station was founded shortly after the Mets won their last championship? maybe we need to burn the place down.

TW said...

Russo is a stuttering pr*@k, forget him.

On the word mild, as it pertains to medical diagnosises. When a person has a heart attack and lives they call it a MI (Mild Cardio-Infarction), any other heart attack is called massive and your being fitted with a toe tag, so Metstra, you are right on the money to be worried about the use of the word mild along with rotator cuff. A mild strain is a step away from a small tear which is a step away from a year and a half paid vacation for John Maine.

katherine said...

I hope you are right, Metstradamus, and that the Braves are really DONE. It would absolutely kill me to see Tom Glavine go to the postseason. I would have to just stop watching baseball permanantly.

But don't forget: the Phillies actually played better after trading away Bobby Abreu.

upstate met fan said...

delicious. keep the salad, though.

Ed in Westchester said...

I kan haz cheezburger?

k thks by


Anonymous said...

tim, MI stands for myocardial infarction, not mild. The myocardia are the muscular tissue in the heart.

On the team, it's good to see them playing well against an underrated divisional rival. The Marlins are a team to watch. They win ugly but they win.

It's starting to get to the point where I'm not stressing the Met losses that much because at least there's still some fight in the team. Earlier in the season, if the team fell behind early, you knew the game was over.

The Metmaster said...

For what it's worth, my kids loved the puking pumpkin and insist we have one in front of our house this year.

Anonymous said...

Scrappy yes, but the Marlins were 30-20 (6.5 ahead of the mets) on May 26th, now they are but 5 games over.

Here's hoping for a series win tonight!!!

The Metmaster said...

From today's Newsday.....

After last night's game, Pedro Martinez provided a chilling assessment of the injury. Martinez finally had rotator-cuff surgery at the end of the 2006 season, despite pitching with the problem for years. And when told how Maine described his own pain on Monday, Martinez nodded.
"That's how it starts," Martinez said. "I had never felt anything like that before. But he's young and that helps to recover."

Toasty Joe said...

The best was when Russo said the Mets didn't play hungry against the Marlins on Monday night. Of course, no mention of Wright's great hustle play going first to third on Delgado's ground out into the shift.

Anonymous said...

I have never understood the appeal of Mike and the Mad Dog. They are arrogant, they are rude to the callers, and they don't know what they are talking about. Who is it that is listening to them and keeping them on the air and why? The only sports radio show that I can tolerate consistently is Mike and Mike on ESPN in the morning. They are great and they are heads and shoulders above all of the rest (IMO). Oh yeah, and how about those Mets?

Anonymous said...

Send a big cheeseburger to Mr. Delgado. He deserves it.

I like the food choices, but an enchillada may have been more appropriate today, given the umpteen times Keith has plugged that Mexican place in Houston.

And how many times has Keith predicted that Delgado will win the player of the month award? Total jinx - it's going to Ryan Braun now.

Metstradamus said...


Nor did he mention Wright diving into the stands for that catch.

Anonymous said...

Unser, heck witht hat, send one to Mo Vaughn. He's hungry.

Anonymous said...


The fact that you like those two shameless vanilla Disney Corporation shills mike and mike says it all about you.

What a joke. did you buy greenies 'book' or golic's diet supplement. hahaha. Got to love a sports talk show that talks sports for 8 minutes every hour.