I went to the Mets game last night with my Grandfather, a huge football fan who has never attended a Major League Baseball game. By the end of the night, he left Shea Stadium saying he had had far more fun that he had anticipated, and how could he not? The Mets played one hell of a ballgame last night.
Tom Glavine pitched masterfully. It was as if Glavine circa 1998 showed up over the week to ask 2005's model what in God's name was he doing with his reputation, pitching style, career, etc. He took the mound, and when he didn't get his pitches called as strikes, he just threw the pitch again until he got the call. It was a very simple move, and something most pitchers will tend to do from time to time, but quite frankly I was in shock to see it happen. It has seemed to me that Tom Glavine has essientially handed complete and total control of all of his pitches to the umpires since 2003. To see him finally go, "You know what? That was
a strike, and I'm gonna throw the damn thing again until you get it right" was phenomenal. Hopefully it sticks around.
I also almost
booed Kaz Matsui. I have been a staunch supporter of the guy, mostly out of pity more than anything else, but when he booted that groundball not once, not twice, but three times
, my hands were cupped around my mouth and ready. I stopped myself just in time, but the gang mentality that is the Shea Stadium boo birds certainly can get to you.
Is it just me, or does Matsui seem completely and totally paralyzed by nerves 95% of the time? I would never advocate benching the guy, but a trade might just be the right move for both parties. Matsui is never going to be comfortable in New York, because New York is never going to allow him to be. It's a lose-lose situation right now. Not that I think Cairo, Woodward, Anderson, et al would be any better than a loose and carefree Kaz Matsui, but I do
think that ship has sailed. As long as Matsui is wearing a Mets uniform, there's going to be major struggles.
Could Roberto Hernandez be
any more clutch? Years and years of watching the Mets blow it in spots like the one he has come into has cemented all my faith in him. After watching him shut down Cardinal hitters, and then leaping up and down and shouting "YEAH!", I turned my Dad and said, "That's the first bullpen guy in years that I've had full and total faith in." I came home, looked it up, and Dennis Cook 1998 is the last guy I could watch come into a game and breathe a sigh of relief. Seven years since I've felt relief from a reliever. That should speak volumes for what the Mets have been through these past few years.
I've always liked Cliff Floyd, but it's getting to be ridiculous now. After his second homerun, as he rounded second base, I made up my mind that I would refuse to sit down. The guy has been through so much as a Met, has always battled through injuries and carried the team on his back to little to no fanfare. So, as he was coming home, I was determined that this guy was going to at least hear it from me that I appreciated all he's done this year and throughout his Mets career. Thankfully, forty thousand others were thinking the same exact thing. Without Floyd this team would be nowhere near where it is today, and it's about time he got some recognition for that.
Doug Mientkiewicz may not be able to hit, but his fielding ability is ridonkulous. I seriously don't think I'd care if he hit .220 for the rest of the season, as long as he kept it up.
Also, on a sidenote, if Sunday comes and goes, and Scott Strickland isn't wearing a "New York Mets" uniform, I'm going to be irate
Other than that, helluva ball team we've got here.