A Turnaround for the Amazins?

The Mets are finally being revived by the baseball gods, also maybe just the NL East is only good when they want to be, and maybe because the Yankees have little, itsy-bitsy spurts of good playing, and then mostly bad playing.

Don’t even get me started about how they split a two-game series with the pathetic Orioles five days ago. The Mets tried to assert their dominance against the Yankees and they succeeded, but it is the crippled Yankees we’re talking about, but hey, a win’s a win.

In the series that they’re in right now, the Phils beat the Mets in the first game three days ago, but Rick Porcello was on the mound, and then you know it’s a close game or the opponents smoked the Amazins. And then the peanut gallery spoke up, Jared Hughes and Brad Brach, came out of the pen, (who, I opined in my last blog, the Mets should trade), and Hughes created the damage here, giving up 3 runs, and Brach struck out 3, so not bad from Brach but, Hughes, yeeshsh.

The Mets beat the Phils in the second game, 5-1. Andres Gimenez had a great game, and ol’ reliable Seth Lugo, pitched 5 innings with one run needed, and the bullpen held on, but probably by a hair follicle.

In the third of four games, the Mets bulldozed the Phillies with a Mac Truck and then incinerated them. The final tally was 14-1. In this game, the Mets big boy power hitters, Dominic Smith and Pete Alonso picked up the team and trampled the Phils. They had 3 RBIs, 4 and 3 hits, respectively, and both had 2 runs. Alonso had two homers and Domonic Smith just had hits that stayed inside the park. The constant contact hitters, Michael Conforto and Brandon Nimmo, both had three hits, but only Nimmo got a ribbie. Of course, it was Jacob DeGrom who pitched and the peanut gallery who finished it. DeGrom allowed one and Charlie Brown and Co. allowed 0… somehow.

In the final game of the series, David Peterson opened the round with five runs in the first two innings, and then, my favorite time of year, COMEBACK SEASONNNN started. It was 6-0 before we mounted an amazing comeback, 3 runs in the fifth, Michael Conforto, Dom Smith, and JD Davis doubled there against our old friend Zack Wheeler. We scored one more in the seventh, until, with two on, and Jeff McNeil up, McNeil parks one to the right to put us up. I was ecstatic, screams were heard around the house when McNeil made contact. In the eighth, Jeurys Familia blew the save by allowing a single to Alex Bohm which tied the game. As I’m writing this, Edwin Diaz is up in the ninth, hopefully he doesn’t leave a lollipop down broadway. Diaz didn’t give up anything, whoosh. The Mets didn’t put up anything, now the Mets need to clamp, and the Mets need to produce some offense. The Mets put probie, Miguel Castro, in, and allowed Jean Segura to go yard to put two more runs on the board. The Mets tried to put up some runs in the 10^th, but they managed to put up one and the Mets split the series, sadly.

Oh well, the season isn’t over till it’s over.

Also, RIP Tom Seaver, the Mets’ GOAT, who passed away seven days ago.

Tomorrow, basketball.