The pitching’s too good to ever get too down. There’s not a Shaun Marcum reclamation project in the bunch, no Chris Capuano dutifully sucking up innings as if that’s the goal of any given game. One start you get Jacob deGrom, who opposing batters can’t hit; next game it’s Noah Syndergaard, who they can’t touch.
Saturday night was the night I remembered that I picked the Mets to finish fourth. If you check the standings after 37 games, that’s where they are.
It was the night I remembered that the Mets are composed of players who have their upsides and strengths, but that none of them is the type of player […]
I don’t care how much they’re paying us or how much icier the easily imagined alternatives are. Citi Field will be born from original sin. Spell it with a space, pronounce it with a pause, cite all the precedent you can and rationalize all the benefits you like. The fact is we’ll be playing in […]
Carpet bomb ’em. You understand? Chew ’em up. Spit ’em out. So we understand each other, right?
—Mayor Lucy Rodell (Dillon, Tex.)
As we and us prepare to watch our team encounter their/our first postseason in six years, keep this in mind:
If we can get six innings from John Maine or Joe Vermont or whoever is […]