Mets Game 140: Win Over Marlins
Mets 7 Marlins 4
For much of the game, I wasn’t sure whether I was watching two teams that were trying to win, or two teams that were trying to lose.
Mets Game Notes
Elder statesman Miguel Batista was stellar in his second start as a Met, allowing one run while scattering five hits and four walks through six innings. You can’t really ask much more of a fill-in. The only question is, what does it matter, when the Mets’ season is effectively over, will be rebuilding again in 2012, and Batista is over 40?
This should have been a 4-2 Mets victory, but Bobby Parnell shat the bed in the ninth. I know that you have to give Parnell at least a few weeks as the closer to see if he can do it, because jerking him in and out of the role will only destroy his confidence. But so far the flamethrower is looking like a fireman — in the Fahrenheit 451 sense of the word.
The lead went back and forth several times, but this game was mostly a yawner until the ninth; and then it got boring again. Even when the Mets went ahead in the 12th, it wasn’t terribly exciting –or maybe at 12:40 AM, I was just too damn tired to care. So-so pitching overwhelmed disinterested hitting for most of the contest. I will blame the rain delay and ban on greenies for that.
The Mets collected 16 hits to the Marlins’ 9; both teams left 16 on base.
The Fish intentionally walked Willie Harris twice to face Nick Evans, who made them pay by hitting a RBI single one of those times. Even with first base open, I just don’t for the life of me understand the logic behind walking Willie Harris intentionally to face the red-hot Evans. Call me crazy.
Speaking of Evans, he had three hits, drove in three runs (all of which gave the Mets the lead), and made several sparkling plays on defense. I cannot stop talking about how pleased I am to see him succeeding now that he’s finally been given a legitimate opportunity to play regularly. Those of you who have been reading this blog for several years know I’ve been pining to see this happen for Nick for a long time.
Josh Stinson earned his first Major League save.
On three separate occasions, the Fish had the bases loaded with one out yet did not score.
After watching Jose Ceda for the third time, he seems to me to be a combination of Armando Benitez and Jorge Julio (one tweeter suggested that he ate them both; she may be right) — an overweight, power pitcher whose second pitch is a split/forkball, and who can alternately look overpowering and completely inept while facing the same batter. Ceda struck out 53 AAA batters in 39 innings, so I guess it’s merely a matter of confidence. I use the term “merely” loosely.
There was an absurd three-minute period in the 11th inning when pitcher / former catcher Chris Hatcher pinch-ran for Mike Cameron, and Ryota Igarashi came in relief with runners on second and third. It seemed like Jack McKeon was trying to give the Mets a chance to win, and Terry Collins refused to take it. (BTW, Cameron left due to a tight hamstring, but that doesn’t fully explain Hatcher as the replacement — particularly with the expanded roster.)