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Happy Hypocrites

Baseball makes an ass out of you.

It's a truism of the sport that teams are neither as bad as they look when they're stumbling around and getting beat nor as good as they look when they're rolling. And so it is with fans: When our team's bad, we can't imagine they'll ever be good, and yet a good week leaves us to blissfully forget all that's come before.

So it was that I managed to snooze through the last two innings of the Mets' rather convincing 5-0 defeat of the Giants. Though it should be said that the Giants hadn't given me much reason to fret. What we've been for long stretches since last Memorial Day, and could easily become again, is a mediocre team whose whole is somehow less than the some of its parts. That's frustrating, as we've chronicled in at least 100,000 words or so. But based on the evidence of the last two nights, the Giants would love to have such problems. They're plain bad, in an Is There a Plan Here? way. (You can leave nasty comments for me after they pound us in 12 hours or so.) Yes, Johan Santana was good — heck, he was very good. But the Giants helped by turning in limp at-bat after limp at-bat against Johan and three relievers, never looking like they were particularly interested in the task before them.

It was much discussed last night, but what on earth was Randy Winn doing in the fifth inning? Ray Durham had just worked out a walk despite possibly being in danger of drowning, because he knew it was in the Giants' interest to have the umps call for the tarp before the game was official. Durham probably didn't know that the monsoon pounding Shea was due to roll through in another 20 minutes, so he sensibly figured that if he could just prolong things long enough, the umps would put the fricking tarp on already and maybe the game would be washed away. (And if the umps knew the storm was going to roll through, I'd argue they showed too much deference to Santana. Not that I mind.) So Durham rather gamely watched Santana try to throw strikes (and remember a fastball could easily have slipped and approached his head at high speed in blinding rain) and wound up on first, to the almost-visible annoyance of Gerry Davis. So what does Winn do after watching this display of veteran savvy and baseball selflessness?

He swings at the first pitch.

Was Randy Winn the tying run? No. Is Randy Winn a veteran who should know better? Yes. Does Bruce Bochy need to go to Costco for comically oversized tubs of antacids? I'd imagine.

The Giants have pitching, Lord knows. Jonathan Sanchez made only one bad pitch all night, though why he made it to Ramon Castro with two out and Santana on deck is beyond me. And Tim Lincecum is wonderful to watch even on a bad night: His arms and legs come at the batter like sabres, a motion miraculously left alone by a succession of pitching coaches, and his thunderbolt fastball and CGI curve are even more dazzling considering he looks like the office intern whom everyone suspects disappears to huff printer toner.

But with their offense seemingly eager to ponder the joys of room service and a veteran like Winn making you wonder if he was watching the same game everybody else was, you have to feel for the likes of Sanchez and Lincecum and Matt Cain. By the looks of things, they're going to be fairly calloused up by the time help arrives.

4 comments to Happy Hypocrites

  • Anonymous

    durham was the ol' veteran who knew how to prolong the game and help his team out. winn was the opposite: the vet who was just showing up for the paycheck and looking for ways to get the game over. (which in his way no doubt ingratiates him with the umps the way that durham did not.)
    as you say, how enjoyable to be discussing OTHER teams' problems.

  • Anonymous

    Tim Lincecum …looks like the office intern whom everyone suspects disappears to huff printer toner.

    CLASSIC!

  • Anonymous

    Chris thinks I am kidding but I would like him to split from Mike Francesa.
    And, the point of the call was Johan Santana was struggling due to his TEAM, just like Chris does with Mike during this 'crossroads'
    time.
    Writer Chris Illuminati of Philly Blurbs said this after viewing the video, “video proof that the Dog won't bark about any particulars of the rough patch he and Mike are going through.”
    Complete coverage at
    http://blogs.phillyburbs.com/blog_index.php/?p=31789
    Neil Best, for Newsday, said after viewing the video, “I heard that live yesterday. Weird, but amusing! Thanks. Neil”
    Now appearing in Deadspin's report on the matter:
    http://deadspin.com/5021276/mike-and-the-mad-dog-divorce-inevitable
    Kevin Canessa has had the foresight of a Mike and the Mad Dog Split since this post.
    http://thecanessacorner.blogspot.com/search/label/WFAN
    http://bleacherreport.com/articles/35817-who-actually-scooped-the-impending-mike-and-the-mad-dog-break-up
    He deserves that credit!
    __________________
    ps, Chris said a few days before, “And, you know, Neil Best thinks he has something and he's a good reporter and I like Neil. Again, I would never talk to him about anything like this because for whatever the reason, this is a guy who killed my book. That's sensitive to authors, and don't forget, I'm John Grisham. That's sensitive.” and then added, “I've talked to him about it, but I don't forget that. He went out of his way to bury that book, same day I was on the Today show. C'mon. But listen, Neil thinks he has something, so he's going to track me down in the middle of a weekend and he's going to track Mike down in the middle of a weekend and he's going to write something.”
    Call WFAN at 718.937.6666 with a 2 point question.
    Ask a sports question. Then follow up with a question directed at Dog – “So, Chris, did you really enjoy flying solo recently? Do you think the show was better solo as Bob from Cranbury pointed out last week to you?
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M1PQTXGd9T8
    I'll be DVRing

  • Anonymous

    Sorry to disappoint, but DVRing is pointless today: Mets' day game, so no M&MD on YES…