Monday, July 07, 2008

WATCH THAT MAN.

Yes! The Mets won the Phillies series, by a hair and a breath and every other lame analogy you can think of. I really, really want to put some kind of shiny brand new faith in these 2008 Mark II Mets, believe that the proverbial corner has been turned, that whatever wasn’t working last year and this year is starting to work. Yes, I freely admit that all the signs are there, that Reyes has that number 3 in front of his average, that Damion Easley’s own average is somewhere around .290 (I believe), that Carlos Delgado is no longer Carlos Del Whiffo, that David Wright doesn’t have to try to carry the entire team on his shoulders. But who knows? As TBF noted last week, he was reasonably positive that the Mets would go into Philly and take the series—but that he was equally sure that we would get stomped by the Giants and the Rockies next week.

Time, of course, will tell.

We are at Shea only one day this week, on Friday, due to family and other obligations. We had briefly discussed ponying up for tickets to Wednesday’s Santana-Linceceum matchup - until that option was removed from us. (TBF had also said, “Let’s see how we do on Monday,” which I felt was fair enough.)

Speaking of David Wright, I am pleased that he understood (which hopefully means the entire clubhouse understood) why the Mets representation to the All-Star roster was nonexistent. TBF, he of the “take an enormous stack of ballots and spend tv time punching them” school finally tossed out the stack this weekend. We never got around to it because we didn’t care, because it sure looked like they didn’t care. However, I am about to start remedying that online, and so should you. Go vote.

I cannot believe All-Star Week is next week, and that the All-Star Game is going to be in NYC. The subways are already full of Yankee-propaganda All-Star ads, Mariano Rivera’s face looming over 34th and 7th, and other monstrosities that I am sure will need to be borne as the days approach. The Yankee-centricness of the city will increase in volume, and the fact that A-rod managed to get his marital difficulties into the tabloids will only amplify that a million times. Is this as big of a deal in the rest of America as it is here? My god, I hope not.