2:12. Yesterday’s game was played in a beautiful two hours twelve minutes.
Mickey may be killing off the Mets fanbase, but as he does it he may be saving baseball! Without all that stupid run scoring, Mickeyball has been a nice tight experience. Most games are under 3 hours, unlike the Terryball slogs of 3.5+
When you don’t score, or threaten to score, the other team doesn’t start with the bullpen crap. The innings go by nice and quickly.
If the Mets can lose in 2 hours and twelve minutes I will take a 2-0 loss every night of the year. Good job Mickey!
SLACKISH REACTION: So there’s nothing to say, I was thinking last night that I didn’t really blog much because I had nothing to say. What is there to say? I may have to go into off-season mode and start waxing poetic about the past and write a Joel Youngblood piece for no reason because there’s just nothing to talk about. Injuries, Mickeys and passionless losses.
The Mets are NINE AND HALF GAMES OUT JEFF.
Happy Surprise Vargas Day! I woke up to find out Matz has been scratched and will pitch on Saturday. Another blister. I am getting very suspicious of finger injuries. Like super suspicious. Is there a dark secret behind Mickeyball?
Jay Bruce won’t play as he has a sore back. No way.
Mickey Watch Watch but it’s from Harper who is in the Martino Zone of people you can’t take seriously.
Good read in The Times, here’s a sample. The headline Nobody’s Happy caught me eye.
The Mets rank last in the majors in total bases. Only one player in Wednesday’s lineup, Brandon Nimmo, left town hitting higher than .237. They have fallen so far, so quickly, that you need not mention their 11-1 start to show how bad things have gotten. At 28-36, the Mets are better than only two National League teams, the Cincinnati Reds and the Miami Marlins.
That says a lot about the Mets’ evaluations.
