That was a game to savor, one whose reversals just felt like plot points in a larger drama, even with Endy having struck out (for the first time!) in the ninth against Jose Valverde. The fences are just too close at the BOB or the Chase or whatever it's called today for a one-run deficit to feel fatal until the final flat-lining. And our recent history there is just too spectacular to overlook.
That was the kind of game that creates folk heroes — welcome to the inner circle, Damion Easley! And it was the kind of game that's so full of incestuous baseball connections that you just shake your head. Shawn Green, former Diamondback, gets on base thanks to a play not made by Tony Clark, former Met. Paul Lo Duca, widely expected at one point to be laundered into a Diamondback, follows with a walk. Easley, former Diamondback, puts down 415 feet worth of hammer for a 6-4 lead. (And then David Wright, who hopefully will never be a Diamondback or anything other than a New York Met, makes it a laugher.)
This was the kind of game we'd wanted to put on the 2007 ledger, so later we could smile at the memory of it and draw strength from it in anxious ninth innings to come — a game in which the Mets stayed cool, waited for their opportunity and then not only won but unleashed hell.