Different night, same three-legged stool of suck.
Kodai Senga [1] worked into the sixth, which is the Mets starting pitcher equivalent of a complete game these days. Into the sixth, but not out of it — let’s not go crazy, folks. Was that better than Senga has been? Yes. Was that better than Mets starters in general have been? Also yes. Was it a performance worth of hosannas? Meh.
Two of the Mets’ vaunted bullpen acquisitions then took over. How did they do? Well, Tyler Rogers [2] allowed a single that gave the Braves the lead; when the Mets leapfrogged Atlanta, Ryan Helsley [3] not only failed to protect a one-run lead but also gave up two runs and took the loss [4]. Rogers has had more bad luck than anything else, but Helsley’s been flat out bad. (How a gigantic dude who throws 104 is ever bad is a baseball mystery, but one best considered when I’m not fuming.)
The offense? Francisco Lindor [5] looked like his long run of poor performances might behind him, an indication that perhaps that toe is finally healing. But his teammates didn’t do much to support him — the Mets totaled three runs on six hits, capping their night by looking absolutely hapless against Raisel Iglesias [6], who’s had a terrible year.
It was appalling, and in all too familiar way — the Mets have been largely appalling for two months now, and are on the verge of being on the outside of October looking in, a fate they richly deserve.
Is anyone connected with the club doing anything to fix this, beyond happy talk about processes and a stubborn confidence that one of these months players will revert to their career means? I see no signs of that, from anybody. That’s also appalling, and starting to be far too familiar.