Quick Thoughts On Wild Card Night
It’s such a pleasure to watch real MLB teams play incredibly important games. The Mets haven’t competed like this in six years.
The Braves were HOSED. That infield fly call — on a ball that was about a hundred feet from the infield — was embarrassing for MLB. Still, the Braves choked when they had opportunities to rise above, and made some terrible physical errors to beat themselves; they didn’t look anything like a Bobby Cox club.
I found myself rooting for the Braves to beat the Cardinals, because, apparently, I hate the Cardinals more than I hate the Braves.
Is it me or is half of Baltimore’s roster former Mets?
By the way, how can you not root for the Orioles? Look at that roster, that lineup, and the turnover of that pitching staff, and explain to me how the heck they’ve gone this far.
Speaking of Valentine, he’s available again. Just sayin’.
I wasn’t sad at all to see the Rangers eliminated. They managed to accomplish the most drastic and rapid collapse since the 2008 or 2007 Mets (pick one).
Josh Hamilton was a non-entity. Maybe he should have drowned down an energy drink or cup of coffee before the game.
The Cardinals, Braves, and Orioles all have backup catchers who could start for the Mets. The Rangers have both a backup and a third-string catcher who could start for the Mets.
Nate McLouth hit rock bottom, and somehow found his way into being the leadoff hitter for a playoff team. Have to wonder how he fell so far, so fast — could it have had something to do with supplements?
Your thoughts after the first day of the MLB postseason?