Holy mackaral! First, I just want to say that this game rivaled the Tom Glavine massacre on Opening Day 2003, weather-wise. I thought Mr. Coop and cousin Sass Dawg would be the only people in the stands, but of course appearances by the great Metsgrrl herself -- we both agreed...when it's warmer out...*that* will be the time to socialize. Not tonight, however. I was nice and warm in my layers, but we had out Bank of America freebie Mets blanket rockin out.
I was also surprised that with the number of people coming in -- my cousin was not able to dump his other ticket. He was screaming "Ticket for Five bucks!" Till finally, he says - "I'll *give* you five bucks if you take my ticket." Of course, some guy took him up on the offer. I was laughing all the way to the Diamond Club entrance.
Now let me preface the highlights of the game by saying this was another curious outing for Willie the Wonker. I felt kinda bad for Pelf. Here was his first game back, it's ice cold, and Enrico Pallazzo is calling the game. It was tough, even against the Nationals. But anyway, is it me, or when he has to bat there in the bottom of the 5th, do you send a PH up there...when there are two men on base with 2 out...in a close game...only to have him cause the 3rd out...and THEN get taken out in the top of the 6th anyway?
Of course, later on, I start heckling Willie - why-oh-why is Julio Franco there? WHY!?!? Well, yeah, he shut me up soon after.
But again, Willie is let off the hook, and we sit here and ponder...what if?
Well, I'll take the win. As my cousin said at the end -- Lets go Mets? Lets go HOME!!!!
Be back tomorrow.