In case you don’t remember, baseball is back. A week ago at this time, you could barely sit still in anticipation of its annual arrival. Now it’s part of the woodwork.
I like the woodwork this way. I like baseball this way. I like when it keeps us company this way, embedded so smoothly into the […]
Some Metsian bookkeeping from Memorial Day 2012, when the caps were ugly and Jon Niese didn’t look much better:
• Jack Egbert, a righthanded reliever with a last name reminiscent of a weird comic I recall from my childhood (all the single-panel action took place in utero), pitched two-thirds of the ninth inning, making him the […]
Lucas Duda just blasted one out of Whatever It’s Called Stadium, his second homer, meaning Club Hessman loses yet another temporary member. Population of One Met Homer Village: 69 again.
If only it was ’69 again.
In other updating-type news, the war of attrition has claimed another victim: Bobby Parnell, out for the season with inflammation and […]