It was one of those days when it’s a minute away from snowing and there’s this electricity in the air, you can almost hear it. And this bag was, like, dancing with me. Like a little kid begging me to play with it. For fifteen minutes. And that’s the day I knew there was this [...]
Jason Bay once was Lost. But now he’s Found. A four-year contract has saved a wretch like him.
No offense to JB (does he have a nickname yet?). I just can’t help but notice that unless he falls victim to Prevention & Recovery between now and April 5, he will become the 13th verifiable member of [...]
First Glavine, now Mota. Gone and gone! Ohmigod, what have we done to deserve this? Not having to root any longer for two guys I and, I suspect, most of us never wanted on the Mets must be like when your sentence is suspended by a kindly judge or president. It’s a Get Out Of [...]
“It was nice to be back,” Guillermo Mota said after last night’s Zito-induced somnambufest, a 2:29 sleepwalk that featured no Mets runs and an hourlong nap in the middle of it by your correspondent. I woke up in time to see Mota’s return. Like everything else in this game, it barely stirred me.
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