By Mike Steffanos
Game 131: Astros 6 - Mets 4 (10)
First off, I have to confess that I was sick all weekend and didn't watch much of this game. I can't really dissect what I saw from Oliver Perez or provide answers on why this offense can be so completely shut down for innings at a time.
I don't have any wise words of solace for fans who had to endure uninspiring baseball this weekend while the Phillies were sweeping the Dodgers. (By the way, does anyone else notice that whenever the Dodgers become a trendy pick for the post-season they fall to pieces?)
I've personally come to terms with the frustrating aspects of the 2008 Mets. I understand that they carry the potential seeds of their own destruction in their shaky bullpen and unfathomable ability to hit the ball late in games. Like a recovering alcoholic, I take each day with them one at a time. I don't let myself get too high when they do well, nor too low when they don't.
Some smart entrepreneur should put together a 2008 Mets fan survival kit, because they can be endearing one moment and maddening the next. I guess the bottom line for me is that I am grateful they found their way back into a pennant race after so much lousiness early on. If that sounds like rationalizing, it probably is.
I'm leaving in a few moments to head to tonight's game. I'll be meeting our terrific unofficial photographer Gary for the first time. I'm hoping Mike Pelfrey can stop the bleeding. I'm looking forward to it despite their recent struggles.
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