Misery Loves Company: Two Guys Watch Baseball

The Sound of Two Hands Clapping

Noted with approval the recent blogstylings of my colleague. Whit's stepped up his game as the Mets have forsaken theirs. Comedy, irony, melancholy, all topped with a sharp edge that puts the "pun" in pundit. Kudos, my friend, your level of performance is dwarfing mine at the moment (as, to be sure, is your waistline). INSERT YOUR HEIGHT JOKE ABOUT ME HERE. I resolve here to raise my standards in keeping with the grand tradition of MLC.