AIN'T NOTHING BETTER THAN WHEN BASEBALL MATTERS!
Not too many years ago, Mr. Fred Wilpon expressed his hope that that year, in the Year of Our Lord 2004, the Mets would be playing meaningful September baseball.
Well they did win game # 1 that year, but were 17 games back heading into September "en route" to a 71-91 finish.
On July 24, though, they ended the day just 4 games back, after being just one back 9 days earlier. It looked like meaningful September baseball was very possible then.
On July 24, 2020, meaningful baseball returned. Jake was again pitching like a Seaver equal, Cespedes was anything but boaring, and the Mets ended their day 1-0 and on their way, hopefully, towards meaningful September baseball.
If you are a Mets fan since 1962, like me, you want meaningful September (and beyond) baseball, because (there's no getting around it) so many seasons did not have meaningful September baseball. Heck, some did not have meaningful May baseball. Just consider 1962-67. Out of it every year when May 1 rolled around.
Heck, it always took those Mets teams 7-10 games just to win their first, by which point, everyone knew...no meaningful baseball from there on out. Fun, maybe, but not meaningful.
Quite a few totally cooked seasons by the All Star break too.
Give thanks for meaningful baseball - right now.
I need not look it all up for you.
5 comments:
The start of this season is critical. The first 15 games represents 25% of the total schedule.
I am reminded of college football. One loss can throw away any chance of you making the final four.
The first 15 are that critical this year.
The first 15 - without Stroman. Jake can't pitch every day. If they'd ever score in games for him, they could put him on a 4 day rotation, throw 75-80 pitches, and rack up wins.
Well, the first game demonstrated there is a real manager who understands things like lineup positioning and defensive replacements. Imagine if Callaway (or Beltran) were here...those would be alien concepts.
Wow.
Reese likes a manager.
Callaway started like a ball of fire. Then became a ball of mediocrity.
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