Thursday, August 21, 2025

You See the Luck I've Had...

Game 125 - Mets

Nationals 5, Mets 4
Record: 67-59

Follow the events:

Francisco Alvarez is getting super hot at the plate last week.

He goes for a two-bagger unadvisedly, what with him being built like John Kruk. 

He's safe! Oh, but he's hurt. 

What's worse than TOOTBLAN? SASBISTEW. Safe at second but injured so therefore even worse.

Luis Torrens, whose season has been reminiscent of the Point Break skydiving scene, is reinstated as our starting catcher.

Torrens commits an egregious catcher's interference that seems to open the flood gates in the third against a crappy Nats squad last night. 

Mets lose.

Alvarez on the IL.

Likely needs surgery.

Questionable to return for the stretch.

Cue Morrissey crooning...

Good times, for a change 

Wednesday, August 20, 2025

This isn't over yet, Buster. Do you read me?

Game 124 - Mets

Mets 8, Nationals 1
Record: 67-58

Sgt. Peterson and a four-pack of hostess dingers (Vientos, Baty, McNeil, and Solo-- I mean Soto) made this a rare laugher. 

Pete had one of those lost in the box nights. It happens. Still, it's been over a week since he cleared the fences and the top of the Met-tater leaderboard. How about a back-on-track night for the big guy?

Fast facts: Speaking of the Polar Bear... he leads the league in GIDP with 19.
#2 on that list? Juan Soto with 15. 

Let's take 2 more from the Nats and get going. 

LFGM


Tuesday, August 19, 2025

We'll Take That

Games 122 & 123 - Mets

Mets 3, Mariners 1
Mets 7, Mariners 3
Record: 66-58

And I didn't even see it coming.

The M's are a better team than the Mets, at least over the last two months. Much. And the Metsies staved them off to take the series. Lookie there.

Francisco Lindor ended his super terrible mudslide, Pete hit well, and Francisco Alvarez had really caught fire... when he hurt his thumb sliding into 2nd. Now on the IL. Bleh. 

That last bit especially hurts, because behind him stands a bucket of shit, to quote the king. I do really like Luis Torrens, but he's been rolling down the hill snowballing getting way worse -- mostly after I touted him as a hidden weapon repeatedly in the early going this season. And Hayden Senger has naked pictures of David Stearns or some other x-factor beyond skill and ability. 

Pitching is still in doubt much of the time. But wins are wins, and losable wins are highly encouraging. Of note, Nolan McLean has some killer stuff and a good first name for a pitcher. 

Fast facts: since coming to the Mets at the deadline, Cedric Mullins has a -0.3 WAR, according to Baseball-reference. Not bad compared to Ryan Helsley's -0.8. Let's go, people. Mike Bordick is not the model here. 

Off the Metmen go to the nation's capital. Watch out for the stormtroopers, ICE, and whatever's in the White House. (My old town is in shit shape.) Let's take 3 from the Nats and get going. 

LFGM

Friday, August 15, 2025

For No One

Games 121 & 122 - Mets

Braves 4, Mets 3
Mariners 11, Mets 9
Record: 64-58

Here's the sad truth... when Rob and I were in our groove . . . oh, say, late in that fateful 2004 season (fateful for the Mets in that their 71-win campaign meant the last that Art Howe would ever manage, though the Moneyball film -- fair or not, and I don't give a damn -- hammered in the final nail)... oh, geez, did you get all that? Phew.

Sorry. Case in the very point I was trying to make. My point: back then, when we were grooving, MLC was as pertinent and spunky as any of the Mets or Sox (or Mets/Sox in one crazy coincidence called East Coast Agony) blogs in a relatively new medium. Sure, we looked up to many of our peers. But we got props from a number of them along the way for what I'd label was our "clever crasshole" brand of baseball reporting. Rob captured the angst of eight decades of ultimate futility in a banner year while I force-fed myself 162 doses of Metdreck and pulled few to no punches. Candidly, I got a ton of joy when strangers from the same brutalized fan bases would laud our work. 

Later, Misery Loves Company faded into the ether about the same time that many of our mates hung 'em up. Only the strong survived.

Now, however, those strong institutions that have stood the test of time have both been rewarded by what I presume is a decent fiscal return (ad city) and elevated their games to something truly worth tuning into.

As opposed to my drivel.

For example, tonight was the 60th anniversary of the Beatles playing at Shea Stadium, and there was an appropriately light-fare tribute to that event at Citi Field. If you haven't watched footage from that night in 1965 (a textbook display of why the band quit touring to focus on record-making) or the cool doc Last Play at Shea, stop reading (you already have) and go watch something. Catnip for Marls, I assure you.

Anyway, as tonight unraveled in increasingly predictable fashion, I made my way over to a site that stands as one of the originals from our heyday: Amazin' Avenue. Far from simple reporting and bemoaning of the state of Metville, those folks deliver the same clever crasshole work we once did, but better.

Exhibit A, their parlaying of the Beatlemania at Shea into a theme, a la "Help." Here. Not bad, AA.

And that's all I have to say. Go there for better stuff.

Although... just for kicks...

Why wouldn't you go with "A Fool on the Hill" to portray every member of the Mets' pitching staff? 

I mean, that's easy pickin's. 

"Golden Slumbers" for Soto when runners are aboard. Too easy.

I don't know. It won't be long... until Mendy is yesterday. You know what we need? Something. You know what we weren't doing at the trade deadline? Fixing a hole or 6. Where are the Mets' problems? Here, there, and everywhere.

Eh. Leave it to to pros over at Amazin' Avenue. I'm so tired I'm only sleeping. 

Thursday, August 14, 2025

Braves, New World

Games 119 & 120 - Mets

Mets 13, Braves 5
Braves 11, Mets 6
Record: 64-56

It's not the sad ineptitude of the Art Howe Mets of 2003. 

It's not the Great Collapse of 2007.

It's not the Great Collapse II of 2008.

It's not pre-MLC doldrums like 1977, 1981, or 1993. 

Of course it's not 1962.

But it's bad.  Lordy, it's ugly. A checklist:

  • Starting pitching: good for 2-3 innings of serviceable work. Unacceptable. 
  • Bullpen: [make explosion noises]
  • Batting: Still mostly weak, but also untimely with no sense of clutch
  • Baserunning: [cue circus music] TOOTBLAN galore!
  • Fielding: [cue Bizet's Carmen]
  • Situational awareness: Ha. Ha ha. Hahahahahahahahaha.
Sense that this team has the means to proceed to the postseason: Ø

Best thing about the Mets: you can make money off them! Do what I did last night; when they build a lead, best the moneyline against them. It's a winning strategy, unlike anything in Queens. 

 Last night:



Sigh.

The night before, though! Pete hit dingers 253 and 254. 

Reminiscent of the salad days of April and May. 

To quote H.I. McDunnough, I preminisce no return of the salad days.

Tuesday, August 12, 2025

Swatting Cobwebs, MLC Style

Afternoon, everybody, Sure is quiet here.

Well, I took July off, and nearly half of August came off with the Band-Aid. 

Last I checked in, the Mets were 48-37, fresh off a skid but with plenty in the tank. Now, it seems like the Mets are . . . in the tank. Good lord, has it gotten ugly.

The Metmen have dropped:

  • 7 straight
  • 11 of 12
  • 31 of 49
In a lot of crazy, stupid, unlovable ways. 

Where do we go from here?  Looks like down. It seems like we will be lucky as Mets fans to see our team vie for a playoff spot. You can't have your starting pitching, relief pitching, defense, baserunning, and every aspect of hitting be lousy for a long time and think there's any other way. 

So what do we do in Mets Township? I mean, we could throw in the towel, but these Mets have earned more faith than that. Last season did that. That said, this season kind of looks like the negative image of 2024, though. And it's less fun.

No Grimace.
No OMG.
No smiles. 

Pretty dreary.

Listen up. It starts tonight. Pete sits tied with Darryl. The Braves are in town. Seems well suited for a smash to left and the Citi Field fanfare that would come with it. 

LFGP
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