A Brutal Beat Down

I'm writing this post the morning after I witnessed my New York Mets throw a game away to the Los Angeles Dodgers. To be fair, I did get to see a pitcher's duel between Randy Wolf and Tim Redding that was rather unexpected. Aside from that, and the beers, the rest of the game caused me to rub my face incessantly, which is what I do when I'm agitated.

I read an article in the New York Times today on the game. Ryan Church, the Met's right fielder tried to make amends for missing the third base bag on his jaunt home, scoring a run that would have put the Mets up a run and conceivably won the game with K-Rod pitching the bottom half of the inning. "It's a simple thing to do and I just didn't do it," said Church in a post game interview on completely bypassing the three-bag and having the go-ahead run called back.

"I pride myself in being able to make plays no matter where he [Met's Manager Jerry Manuel] puts me," said Jeremy Reed who capped off the night with a throw reminiscent of one I would make in one of my beer league softball games, a throw that sailed about six feet to the right of the catcher and allowed the Dodger's winning run to score.

Basically what I'm trying to say is this; I know that I could circumnavigate third base in late innings. I know that I can drop routine fly balls and make errant throwing errors to home plate. I've done it on many occassions. So I'm thinking of getting together a bloopers reel of all my unathletic softball plays and sending them to Met's GM Omar Minaya as a bid for a potential contract with the Mets. I really think the game where I struck out twice might catch his attention.