You didn’t think we’d forget about you, did you New York Mets? Oh no we did not. Almost one year to the day, you go into the final game of the season after a heartfelt and spirited push to get your high priced, overrated team into the postseason only to shit the bed! Again!
Only this time, you wasted a $20 million dollar year from Johann Santana in which he probably actually earned his money. Hey, it was only 8 months of work to go out and get beat by a guy with a 4.20 ERA. 89 wins and two coaches later you’ll be sitting at home just like the teams that won 70 ballgames. It really makes no difference.
And you know you were all sitting there thinking “Alright! We haven’t heard the last of Shea Stadium yet! It’s gonna be the Miracle Mets all over again!” Fuck. That. You should watch the blowing up of Shea Stadium in a few weeks because its the most productive part of your team’s history the past couple of years.
Jerry Manuel should continue to be employed by the club, I’m sure he can find a job at the Dunkin’ Donuts in the new stadium. He takes this team all the way to the brink of the playoffs and loses at home in the final day of the season? It’s happened before in other Major League cities, but not quite in the fashion it went down in Flushing. David Wright and Carlos Beltran should be relegated to the duty of those assholes in those shit hats on the trains out east that walk up and down the aisle and punch your tickets. They’re a couple of worthless dickheads who don’t come up big in the clutch. You gave Beltran that huge contract after he looked like Jesus in baseball cleats in the 2004 playoffs so he could come to New York and age into a decent ballplayer.
So congratulations Mets on finding a way to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory. We know how you feel. Not really.