So the Mets are 69-71 with 22 games left and going nowhere. Johan Santana is having season-ending surgery for the 2nd year in a row. The Mets best pitcher is a 35 year old knuckleballer. We have a kid playing 2B who can't hit his own weight (a sweet .188 so far!). Jason Bay went on the DL and has been apparently kidnapped by aliens, cause nobody knows where he is. The team goes to Walter Reed to visit the troops and three of the players don't show, the three that the fans hate most it seems. And who knows who's running the team next year. Maybe Bozo the Clown is available.
A mess. Again. And again. And again.
So SoulSlam has done the only thing a father of two boys can. I have given them absolution and told them they can be fans of another team. There is absolutely no reason they have to go through a lifetime of heartache and heartbreak that I have.
So I will turn on the games this weekend vs. the Phillies (who look like they will go far into the October season) and begin hoping for 2011.
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