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All Wet in Pittsburgh

Mets rained out tonight. Makeup will be July 2, 12:35 PM. When we finish this series Thursday afternoon, it will be without Nate McLouth anywhere in sight. Adam Rubin reports he's been traded to Atlanta.

Emil Brown replaces Ramon Martinez in a roster move that is sure to set my partner's heart aflutter. Reyes set back at least a few days in extended spring training, which can't possibly be good news in Met medical lingo, but at least it's not the same as Mike Francesa's forecast of Jose missing the next hundred or so series (apologies for listening to Mike Francesa, even incidentally). And could anything be more depressing in baseball terms than “extended spring training”? We all agree actual Spring Training goes on far too long. Imagine it never ending.

Good luck to Randy Johnson in his quest for No. 300 tonight in Washington. Randy Johnson went 5-0 in the 1995 ALDS and 2001 World Series combined, delaying a dynasty on one end and dismissing it on the other. Plus we kicked his very tall ass whenever it really mattered, so we're square.

Not every winner of 299 or more games who is technically active has an appointment to pitch. Our old buddy whose name I don't feel like spewing has been released by the Braves. Nothing worth gloating over. I admire how pitchers never seem to give up. That's why the whole Clemens farewell tour was so bogus. Not a single pitcher of any stature has ever hung 'em up in advance the way he claimed he was going to in 2003. Even Mike Mussina, who walked away without fanfare, didn't announce it beforehand. He won his 20th for the first time, figured he was good, and he gracefully exited the stage. Every other pitcher who pitched a long time hung in and hung on as long as he could until a matter of health or ability did him in. Kudos for their kind, no matter how badly they may flail toward the end (remember Steve Carlton suddenly talking to reporters?). It's their life and livelihood. It must be difficult to put it away for good. Not that I'm particularly rooting for the former and eternal Brave lefty to make a big comeback. He's six wins shy of Tom Seaver and I'd like him to stay there.

Non-baseball recommendation as long as SNY is likely to ply us with Beer Money: Part II of NBC's behind-the-scenes look at the White House at 9:00. I slipped into Part I it as the Mets were going down to quiet defeat last night and it was way better than the game.

10 comments to All Wet in Pittsburgh

  • Anonymous

    I did exsctly the same thing at 8:45 last night…..

  • Anonymous

    …' FOWLER DON'T YOU KNOW I HATE LOSING TO THE PIRATES '…
    Never hate the rain my dear friends…
    Rich P

  • Anonymous

    SNY is likely to ply us with Beer Money

    Au contraire, mon frere: we got 2000 Mets/Cubs from Japan. Couple things: Rickey Henderson was all muscle, right to the end, wasn't he?
    And MAN was Dennis Cook ugly…

  • Anonymous

    Man, if ever a team needed a rainout. If Mother Nature hadn't provided, we might have needed Gary Sheffield to lead Parnell, Santos and a no-doubt-confused Takahashi on a night raid to make the sprinklers go all night.
    I needed one too: Was asleep by 9.

  • Anonymous

    Disclaimer – I'm NOT saying this is a move the Mets will, or should, make, in this or any other parallel universe. BUT…wouldn't it be a kick in the teeth if they were to sign their “old buddy” for the remainder of this season, at the MLB minimum, giving him five years to mull over which cap to wear into Cooperstown? The team that dropped him like a hot potato, or the team he left on his own?
    I know, I'm insane in the membrane. The thought of it amuses me, though.
    I'm easily amused.

  • Anonymous

    He doesn't get to choose which cap he wears. It's a lock that it will be emblazoned with an “A”, which one can assume means “Asshole.”
    If Omar even ponders this DB for a moment, I'll show up at his office and fling Pedro baseball cards at him until he gets his act together.

  • Anonymous

    Exactly. If that aloof, bloodless douchebag returns to my team, I will set myself on fire in the food court by way of protest.
    After eating some tacos and a Shackburger, of course. I'm not insane.

  • Anonymous

    I hear El Duque, Jose Lima, Brian Lawrence and Charlie Puleo are all available, too.

  • Anonymous

    All Wet in Pittsburgh

    That goes for today's game, as well…

  • Anonymous

    I indeed rediscovered Cook's visage last night for a moment. He must have intimidated quite a few pretty boy batters in his time.