Who is the man today? Who will rise to the occasion and pitch the Mets to victory in game 1. Since news broke yesterday of El Duque's injury, Met fans have been even more nervous than usual. The media of course now has more reason to write this team off. Bulletin board material boys. A lot better than asinine signs hung on rookie's lockers.
Willie has a tough decision today. Word is that Oliver Perez was added to the roster, so he may be the game 4 starter, or a long man out of the pen. No chance he starts today, as he went Sunday. The easy answer of course is John Maine. He is on his scheduled rest. He has done well this season on short notice starts (a shutout). He is prone to the long ball, but Shea in October is a little more forgiving than Shea in August. Plus, the Dodgers do not have a lot of power hitters.
This morning, I see on the back page of Newsday that El Duque says he can go. Will Duque be the Mets Willis Reed? Their Kirk Gibson? Will he walk the walk from the pen and go 5 or 6, holding the Dodgers in check? The injury is to his push off leg, so there is concern that it could go on any pitch. However, it's not like he is a hard thrower, so he does not need that much power from his legs. We shall see. Darren Oliver could come in if he falters, and he has done that job well many times this season.
It is a tough choice. No matter who goes, one thing is certain, the bats must get to Lowe early and often. If they can picture that Trax is pitching, and it is July, they can get it done.
I'm back from the ledge. I am worried, but not overly so. Whatever happens, happens. Will I regret it if they do not make the series, sure. But if they do make it, it will be that much sweeter in face of the odds.
LETS GO METS!
Win for the Gimpies!
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Maine, Maine, Maine.
Alabama, alabama, alabama
Oh, you mean the starter.
Never mind.
Man, we're all a bit loopy today, ain't we.
Too bad you can't play at Metsgeek lately. The mood there is decidedly odd.
I'm having trouble sitting still, let alone focusing on work at this juncture.
Let me guess, Ramon is pontificating. The doomsayers are abundant. Chris is ready to kill someone. And the CPU is crashing every 2 minutes.
That about sum it up?
I'm gonna try to get on tonight after 8:30, once the girls are in bed.
Yeah, I can't concentrate either. I hate afternoon games. I blame Fox.
Actually, that sounds typical. In reality, not nthat crowded, but a few real doomsayers (Manbearpig has returned) and nervous nellies trying to talk themselves into a confident state.
And, uhhhh, that last faction would include me.
I'm gonna post as scuzzlebutt if manbearpig is there tonight.
"Look at my Patrick Duffy Leg"
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