Even in victory tonight, the Mets looked like Marlon Brando at the end of On the Waterfront. I think my brain still hasn’t processed how hard and fast the injuries have come on, and I’m not sure Jerry Manuel has either.
I’m still trying to figure out why David Wright thought it was a good idea to steal third with nobody out in the top of the tenth, but since he’d already driven in the winning runs, that’ll be forgiven. I still think Wright could really have a monster year this season; he still doesn’t seem like he’s gotten untracked this season, and he’s hitting .338.
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David Wright must remain uninjured. Must must must. He has to become the Bubble Boy of the Mets and never ever do anything unnecessary when he’s on the field or at bat.
Somebody has to use Jose’s brain while he’s on the DL. I guess Wright’s the lucky guy.