Life is miserable and full of pain… when you’re a Mets fan.
Fifteen years between trips to the World Series. The Mets are finally back, and then…
Those were two excruciating losses. In completely different ways. Hard to say which one was more painful.
The only consolation… the Mets were down 0-2 to the Red Sox in ’86 too, and that year they lost the first two at home before going on to take two of three at Fenway. So maybe the fat lady ain’t sung yet. I think we have Thor on the mound yet.
Having both the Dark Knight and DeGrom go down, however… never thought THAT could happen.
Sometimes being a sports fan is so exhilerating. Other times, it feels like getting kicked repeatedly in the balls.
As for last week’s football… the Jets went down to the hated Patriots, while the Giants defeated the despised Cowboys. Some highs, some lows. However, really, neither one of those games was all one way or the other. Gang Green’s loss was strangely encouraging. The D looked very good, Fitz played well, and the Jets hung in there. This could very well be a playoff team. The Giants are another story. They won, yeah, but it was hardly a convincing win. No pass rush at ALL, and their run defense got absolutely shredded. They may lead the NFC East for the moment, but they are not going anywhere unless they can get healthy and shore up that defense. JPP had better come back soon and start getting sacks…
