Pete and Repeat

Game 62 - Mets

Mets 6, Dodgers 1
Record: 39-23

Ham and egging. That's how you go far in a 162-game slog and then some.

Some nights, the Big Three carry the load and the supporting cast gets a free ride.

Other nights, the stars flicker out, but the scrappy bottom part of the lineup steps up.

Many nights, the Metbats are mostly quelled but starting pitching goes 6 sharp and the pen doesn't leak.

And sometimes, every once in a while, the Mets manage just 4 hits (but claw out 4 walks and a pair of HBP's, plus a lovely gift of an ugly E-4) and step aside to let the venerable Peter M. Alonso, Esquire go wyld stallyn all over Dodger pitching. 

Most triumphant.

2-run tater in the 1st to set the tone. Nice. 3-run bomb to deep, deep left in the 8th to seal it. My man. 

Griffin Canning was aces: 6 IP, 3 H, 1 BB, 7 K, 0 runs. A semi-shaky Jose Castillo and a gopher ball by Ryne Stanek were rendered moot by the sheer, bodacious force of Polar Pete.

I'll say this 100 times between now and when he inks his next deal. He's fun to watch, awesome to root for, easy to get behind, and integral to this clubhouse. Also he hits colossal home runs into the night. 

Met for Life, please. That is all.

One more time. Beat L.A. 

LFGM