I wish there were a C-SPAN for baseball — just the game with no announcers, no analysis, no interruptions. They don't have to have it all year. Just October.

In the post-season, one would think that one would want a little help. With the Mets not involved, it would figure that a Mets fan could use […]

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Recall this little detail from the Mets' 5-4 loss to the Marlins on September 3?

New York's Ramon Castro batted with the potential tying run at second and two outs in the eighth. He swung at strike three and then failed to run when the ball rolled away from catcher Paul Lo Duca, who tagged him […]

Right about now, we should be getting a score on Game Two of the Cardinals and the Astros. They should be in the top of the second. Refresh buttons should be getting a workout. Radios should be finding stations they don't normally seek. And televisions should be tuned to Fox.

Afternoon games are an inconvenience to […]

Forgive me for trotting out this hoary chestnut where the classic NLDS Game 4 between Atlanta and Houston was concerned, but it was a shame either one of these teams had to win.

Atlanta deserved to lose for having neglected to build a reliable bullpen.

Houston deserved to lose because they have Roger Clemens.

Atlanta deserved to lose […]

Good morning, Angels. I hope you had a pleasant flight.

I have an assignment for you. Bosley has the file on the deadly enemy I need to you to quell, so as I describe each member of this venomous force, he will show you the last known pictures we have on them.

Angels, I'm going to ask […]

…another season of faith and fear in Flushing.

It has to mean something that up here in the grimopolis that is February in New York, a nasty afternoon shower has given way to a rainbow outside my office window.

Though it wouldn't be Port St. Lucie without some of the usual Met weirdness.

Why didn't Reyes ever finish […]

No Poormouthing.

No Apologies Necessary.

No Being Glad The Season's Ending.

Shea Is Readily Reachable.

High-Five The Good Things.

With an 0-2 count, Boyer tries to throw another meatball past the old man, the hobbled catcher, #31 who's trying to adjust to a bat that's slower, a swing that's longer and later. It's a battle no hitter ever wins — […]