Mets 3, Marlins 10. I turned on the game in the top of the 2nd. Nobody on, nobody out. Five minutes later, it's 7 to zip and Terry Collins yanks young Steven Matz after he gave up a nail-in-the-coffin two-run homer. In baseball, it's amazing how quickly a good batting order can unravel a pitcher when … Continue reading Matz Tanks
"A Cespedes for the rest of us." That was Jerry Seinfeld's proclamation during the latter half of last season, when the Mets broke Major League Baseball by trading two minor league pitchers for Yoenis Cespedes, one of the best sluggers on the market, who then carried us to the postseason. Cespedes has yet to prove … Continue reading Yo Knows Beisbol
How could I not write a poem about the 265-pound man they call "Big Sexy?" He's our 43-year-old starting pitcher at the bottom of the rotation, one whose fastball velocity is in the high eighties at best, but who manages to get hitters to clunk groundouts and popouts. But he gives up the occasional home … Continue reading Big Sexy Bartolo, Boring Loss
Mets 7, Phillies 2. A proper home opener trouncing by the deGrominator, a.k.a. Jacob deGrom, the third of four aces to start the season. Young (they're all young) Steven Matz is the last, followed by the elder "Big Sexy" Bartolo Colon to round out the rotation, no pun intended. I guess I'm starting the season with … Continue reading Home Opener: The deGrominator
Mets 2, Royals 0. First win of the season, won by the first Mets home run of the season by second baseman Neil Walker. Starting pitcher Noah Syndergaard, a.k.a. Thor, dominated with a nine-strikeout shutout and was unfazed by close calls and tight jams. But as one announcer called him a "man-child," another responded, "That's … Continue reading First Win
162 games. 162 poems. Get ready for some bad poetry about a good baseball team that is favored to return to the championship.