The road trip that snapped my Mets addiction


Last night I was driving home from work, listening to a Star Wars podcast, and I noticed it was 10pm and even remembered the Mets were on. I kept Star Wars’ing .
 
 When I got home I thought about putting the game on and once again I thought, “Why bother?” Why get involved with this game tonight?
 
 In the past I have compared West Coast games to chasing after women in bars until 4am. I wasn’t looking for a Mets hookup, so why activate that part of my brain?
 
 And that’s my point. The part of my brain that is addicted to the Mets has kicked the habit with this awful schedule of games on at midnight.
 
 I get it, you have to play on the West Coast. Nothing to be done differently. But right now, I have totally disconnected with this team and don’t care.