The Mets Once Again Got Their Dicks Kicked In During Game 4 And Their Magical Season Officially Hangs In The Balance

I don't know what to write in this blog that weren't written in the other blogs after the Mets lost to the Dodgers. You simply cannot win baseball games if you give up football scores to your opponent while also refusing to cash in on countless chances with men on base. I still don't know how that Winker pop up didn't carry over the fence because I could hear the movie music playing in the background as it was in the air.

All that being said, this team has refused to give up during this entire fucked up season, so maybe they are saving their greatest comeback for a series where they looked dead as fuck and were outscores 27-2 in their three losses. All they gotta do is scrap together a win tomorrow, then Manaea is on the bump, and you never know what happens in a Game 7. It's all hands on deck from here on out. So Mendy needs to put together a lineup that works, choose the reliever that doesn't pour gasoline on the fire, and maybe more magic can happen. Gotta believe.

P.S. Thank GOD the Mets finally got Max Muncy out this series because I couldn't bear watching that graphic of his on base streak end up longer than the Cleveland Browns QB Jersey list.