The Mets the team that keeps on Giving

Maybe it’s my fault, for wearing shorts and no jacket to a late September night game, but for most of the game, it was a comfortable 70 degrees. However, sitting 13 innings and waiting and waiting and waiting for David Wright’s goodbye speech has left me stricken with some ungodly flu. Its one last parting gift from the Mets in a season that gave us so many wonderful memories. That game may have been one of the worst I ever saw in person as neither team could do anything with the bat, it was like the fight between Timmy and Jimmy on South Park come to life with minor league lineups in a meaningless game on the penultimate game of the season. There was Don Mattingly wanting 900 challenges all while missing great college football games, for a three-minute speech.

Like the 11-1 start going up in smoke before Memorial Day. This one was not hard to see coming either, especially when the bullpen began throwing away great starts by Jacob deGrom. None worse than that Monday Night when they blew a six-run lead after fans mocked Bryce Harper.

We had to deal with Mickey Callaway aka Mickey Moron aka Mickey Kotite, and he will be back in 2019 get your cuncel until ready.

We had Mickey Moron’s lineup card snafu.

We had Jay Bruce playing on a bum heel, and turning to the worst hitter in baseball.

We had Yoenis Cespedes check out and now after surgery, it is see ya in 2020, this man’s goal is to Bobby Bonilla.

We had a never-ending parade of bums come up in the bullpen, like Buddy Baumann and his 24.00 ERA, Gerson Bautista and the long home runs he gave up, and Paul Sewald who was almost like an automatic loss at 0-7.

We had the fantastic Jeurys Familia trade, getting back trash and cash, as the Billy Beane smiled and thinking, Oh My God, I can’t believe I sold this to them oh my god. Not since Peter Griffin purchased Volcano insurance was there a bigger sucker.

Plus the Mets not supporting deGrom in his great season, and many more disappointments in another lost season.

Now we had to an offseason as I cough up a lung for waiting for the Captain’s speech, oh and sitting by the booth you think I got a good picture of him. Nope, the Mets hired this asshole to put up a cardboard sign and say fuck you to the fans in the back. Security let him stay and chase everyone off. Lets me introduce Spalding the unknown Wilpon.

Oh well give me six months and I’ll be ready for more punishment from the Wilpons and the Mets. Hopefully, by then, the flu I got will be a memory too.