OK, OK, admittedly that is extremely hokey, but it makes its point. Short, sweet, concise.
After last night's all-time low, the Mets had their collective backs against the wall. We wondered aloud, what was the big difference between 2006 and 2007? It seemed that it was the clicking on all cylinders thing. There seemed to be a lack of passion. Not to mention, a lack of urgency. And going to games, madon'. It was like being lulled to sleep some nights.
Well, we wanted it, we got it, all today.
Bench clearing brawl. Twice.
What else? Oh yeah, a 7 2/3 inning no-hit bid by John "The USS" Maine.
I think in a way, it's almost a good thing he didn't finish his business in that respect. Unless you wanted to see a collective heart attack of 54,000+ fans, it was a probably a good idea he didn't. But he pitched the game of his life and that's what we needed today. The fans. The team. Everyone involved.
We needed one other thing too. This.
I'll be at my fifth game this week come tomorrow. A wise man named Yogi once said it aint over till it's over. A wise blogger once said, you can't script baseball.
Well, the Mets proved today that it truly aint, and that you truly can't script it if you tried.
Imagine the ending if John Maine did finish his business.