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This Baseball Was Terrible…And the Portions Were Too Small

TBS' postgame show will be presented by Captain Morgan Rum. What a coincidence. So is my week.

As the Phillies and Rockies prepared to kick off (take Colorado +3), I found one thing to take solace in. And it's a reach, but what the hell — it's not like I'm reaching into my pocket for Game One tickets.

At the All-Star Break, which is one of those junctures you're supposed to look at for who's leading and where they'll wind up, the four National League representatives to the 2007 postseason were set to be the Mets, the Brewers, the Padres and the Dodgers. I'm sure there were Power Rankings backing up that likelihood. For that matter, the Tigers looked like a lock in the A.L.

The teams that usurped the places of those teams were only marginally on the radar. The Diamondbacks were 3-1/2 out in the West. The Cubs were 4-1/2 out in the Central, one game over .500. The Phillies were the same length back in the East and at .500, behind us and the Braves. The Rockies were four from the Wild Card and also at .500. And in the American League, the Yankees were .500 and eight out of the Wild Card.

No, this does not make anybody feel better but there is a nugget of evidence that we are not alone in being on the outside looking in this week after thinking otherwise.

Maybe we can round up the not-quites and set up a tournament.

Getting more rest, at least. I drifted off while watching Baseball Tonight after midnight, but stirred long enough to see they were counting down the ten biggest moments of the year. Too groggy to follow the numerical narrative, I saw Matt Holliday sort of crossing home plate and figured it was No. 1. Next thing I heard was “greatest collapse in September baseball history” and thought, no, don't tell me…turns out we were only the No. 2 story of the year.

Never thought I'd say this, but thank heavens for Barry Bonds.

So, did watching the Cardinals accept their World Series rings inspire the Mets or what?

Finally, happy 56th anniversary to the Shot Heard 'Round the World. Next time ownership decides to model our team on one of its predecessors, can we look a little to the one that didn't blow a 13-1/2 game lead for inspiration?

5 comments to This Baseball Was Terrible…And the Portions Were Too Small

  • Anonymous

    Speaking of anniversaries, yesterday was the 29th of Bucky Effin' Dent Day.

  • Anonymous

    And, happier, today is the eighth annivesary of the Brad Clontz wild pitch that sent Melvin Mora scurrying home and the Mets into a Wild Card tie with the Reds.

  • Anonymous

    Yes..This was followed by a marvelous game in Cincinnati!.One of my personal most enjoyable moments in Mets history!..Al Leiter was brilliant. Vintage Fonzie..What a day.

  • Anonymous

    Rox and Sox looking good for the moment.
    My two dogs in the hunt.

  • Anonymous

    Ron Darling is doing the Cubs-D-backs game! God, this is just too weird.