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“Only those who dare to fail greatly,” Robert F. Kennedy once said, “can ever achieve greatly.” Boy have the New York Mets dared to fail greatly. On the last night they would ever play in what has to be the most dismal edifice ever retroactively dedicated to a great American, the Mets honored the memory of their […] It was 9 years ago that the Mets last called Channel 9 home. It has taken what seems like 9 eons to push the magic number down to 9, but with…WHO?…Yadier Molina driving in the winning run, the Cardinals beat the Phillies and the numeral of numerals dropped to your place for Joe Franklin, The Million […] Our current shortstop contributed in a big way to the reactivated magic number countdown ticking to 10. Jose Reyes’ predecessor (we’re not counting Rey Sanchez, are we?) contributed mightily to a playoff drive of his own back in the day. Rey Ordoñez, No. 10 on his back, No. 1 with the glove and No. 0 […] It has come to this: A person can't take a nap without the Mets giving up six runs. No kidding. It was a scooch past 8:30 when I curled up and closed my eyes on the couch, feeling relieved that John Maine hadn't given up the big hit in the fourth; secure he was positively reinforced […] Even Casey Kasem knew when to take a station break. Consider the magic number countdown on hiatus until our pitchers stop giving up hits from coast to coast. Brian Lawrence has been DFA'd. Best transaction agate since Chan Ho Park was invited for a long walk off that short pier. It doesn't compare to the hypothetical unconditional release of Guillermo Mota into the Pine Barrens (one can dream), but it's nice to see somebody get scapegoated when scapegoating is clearly called for. It's easy […] Where were you one year ago tonight? In a very good place, I imagine. Can you believe twelve months have passed since the Mets clinched their first division title since 1988? It was exactly a year ago, September 18, 2006, that Cliff Floyd cradled a fly ball from Josh Willingham and turned the Mets into official […] If the Mets can’t get off of their magic number, maybe they can derive some inspiration from somebody who didn’t just stand around admiring his 11. Phil Simms played with the heart of a champion on January 25, 1987. Time for the Mets to gather some pinpoint accuracy and start playing super. No offense, Ramon, but I’m tired of watching you get or give that high five. Representing the magic number is not intended as a lifetime sinecure, but since you were assigned the task of marking one moment in time, you’ve held onto it for five days. Enough. Meet your predecessor in 11, Lenny Randle, shown here clutching […] |
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