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Faith and Fear in Flushing made its debut on Feb. 16, 2005, the brainchild of two longtime friends and lifelong Met fans.

Greg Prince discovered the Mets when he was 6, during the magical summer of 1969. He is a Long Island-based writer, editor and communications consultant. Contact him here.

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One for the Price of Won

The Washington Nationals opted to charge their fans (and discerning fans of their opponents) once for one short game this afternoon and charge them again later for another short game this evening.

Bah, Natbug! Here at Faith and Fear, we give you a regular-sized blog post for each discrete game of the Saturday day-night doubleheader, especially since we’re in an outstanding mood following the result of the afternoon game. Admission will be complimentary, per usual.

There were only seven innings to the 5-1 Mets win over the Nationals, but much pleasure was packed into those seven innings. Francisco Lindor did the most packing, packing a pair of wallops: a two-run homer in the first of seven innings and a two-run homer in the fifth of seven innings; it can’t be stressed enough that the game lasted only seven innings…by design. Anyway, in between homering, Lindor drove in another run via a single. Say, that’s all five runs off the bat of the most accomplished shortstop in the National League East. Somebody should make sure the Nats’ social media team is made aware.

Francisco, however, wasn’t alone in his pleasure-packing. David Peterson scored two of the runs Francisco drove in, once after being nicked with a pitch and once after delivering a ringing double. Don’t ya love that doubles and triples ring? The bell sounded sweet to a pitcher who hadn’t gotten a major league hit before. David smiled quite a bit when asked about his hitting in the postgame interrogation room, perhaps the only time in recorded history that Peterson has smiled when asked about the game in which he just competed. That’s probably because he’s a dead-serious pitcher, but for the first time, as he noted, he feels “like a full baseball player”.

He was a pretty comprehensive pitcher as well, nullifying whatever thoughts the Nationals had of more than nicking him. David came within one out of qualifying for a win. Seven-inning game, five innings required for a W. You do the math. MLB hasn’t. Then again, seven-inning affairs are a scam, a pitcher’s win as a reflection of a pitcher’s effectiveness is flawed and the Mets as a unit were victorious. Never mind the math. Do the emotion.

Luis Rojas was careful with Peterson, given that by the time there were two out in the home fifth the kid had thrown 94 pitches and had rounded the bases twice. In came, over the next two-and-a-third, Aaron Loup, Miguel Castro, Seth Lugo and Trevor May. The Mets carry 43 relievers, what the hell, have a parade. The win was officially the work of Loup (0.1 IP), who let in the only National run, even though it wasn’t charged to him because it was inherited.

Somewhere there’s a caller to a talk radio show, or perhaps a petulant child (same basic thing), insisting Aaron Loup is a real winner, he got the win and maybe the Mets oughta trade Peterson because he had a 5-0 lead and couldn’t even get the win.

Argue away, strawman figures I’ve just concocted for my day-night interregnum amusement. We got a win. Maybe we’ll get another later. Another blog post, too, I imagine.

No charge.

7 comments to One for the Price of Won

  • Eric

    Sigh of relief. Only Lugo was sharp of the relievers and the last 7 outs seemed like more than they were, but they got the job done. I’m waiting for more info on Lugo’s “fatigue” that limited him to 1 out yesterday. Yet he pitched again today, so he can’t be too fatigued. Yet he stayed again for only 1 out.

    Peterson had to struggle some, hence the high pitch count for 4.2 innings. Good that he worked through it.

    Like food packages shrink with no corresponding price drop, maybe all games will be shrunk to 7 innings in the future.

  • Dak442

    I am down here for the weekend and have nothing to add other than that there is an utterly delightful beer garden in a lot next to a bridge off-ramp a block from the stadium. It’s called Bardo Biergarten. The beers are splendid, the vibe is awesome, there’s a band. I’m staying here instead of going to Game 2.

  • Joe Nunz

    Wait a minute, this blog is free??

    I’ve been sending money to Prince Greg of Nigeria for years. I thought that was you.

  • Eric

    Well, this just got harder: Lucchesi IL elbow inflammation.

  • eric1973

    See, you do these pitchers no good by babying them. If anything, you hurt them (see Lucchesi injury) by turning them into puddles of rot by not allowing them to use the full extent of their physical and mental capabilities.

    These young guys are as strong as oxes, and should be allowed to compete.

    Gary made a real dumb comment during the first game, saying that in a 7 inning game that a starter should be eligible for the win if he goes 4 innings. Why encourage these managers to take out effective starters even earlier than they should?

    What they should do is let the starters go longer so you do not use your entire bullpen every game.

  • Daniel Hall

    The two games on Saturday might have been only 14 innings, but they dragged like 21… It’s what you show to a baseball addict, three times on repeat, to get him off the juice.