Friday, October 20, 2006
Cheer up Mets fans
You'll always have Endy.
When SportsCenter counts down great catches or great saves or great playoff moments, you'll see Endy at the fence, leaping, reaching, flinging his wrist over and back, sno-cone of baseball just barely in his grasp. Of course, the obligitory line will follow -- "The Mets went on to lose the game and the series" -- but you'll remember how it seemed like destiny, how after that, it seemed that the Mets could not lose. Then you'll think of that same wall, an hour or so later, and the one that Endy couldn't reach. And you'll think of Heilman, and Wagner in the pen, and Floyd and Beltran watching curveballs settle into Molina's glove. Er, on second thought, don't cheer up, Mets fans. There is no joy in Mudville. At least Casey went down swinging.
When SportsCenter counts down great catches or great saves or great playoff moments, you'll see Endy at the fence, leaping, reaching, flinging his wrist over and back, sno-cone of baseball just barely in his grasp. Of course, the obligitory line will follow -- "The Mets went on to lose the game and the series" -- but you'll remember how it seemed like destiny, how after that, it seemed that the Mets could not lose. Then you'll think of that same wall, an hour or so later, and the one that Endy couldn't reach. And you'll think of Heilman, and Wagner in the pen, and Floyd and Beltran watching curveballs settle into Molina's glove. Er, on second thought, don't cheer up, Mets fans. There is no joy in Mudville. At least Casey went down swinging.
# posted by Budds @ 10:12 AM 
