Mets + Santana = Three Stacks of High Society

Back in the Game

Simply put, we’re back in the game. That’s my immediate thought. No fancy pictures with this post. No out-of-control predictions or expectations. I’ve sat on the Johan news for a bit now just letting it marinate, trying to figure out how to articulate what this Mets fan is feeling. And I’ve again come to Rounders as my source of inspiration. Following the Metros epic collapse at end of last season, I likened my emotion to how Mikey McD must have felt after Teddy KGB cleaned him out for the first time.

Playing out the analogy, this off-season we spent our time riding around in Knish’s truck generally feeling sorry for ourselves and not even bothering to try to get back in the game (that goes for fans and team management). As the winter meetings came and went, and we crawled into the New Year, we feebly put our chips cautiously on the table with a few moves here and there. But they weren’t strong plays.

We talked about Livan Hernandez, Carlos Silva, Freddy Garcia. These guys were the equivalent of the golfers game or the one at the diner uptown. Basically, pretty depressing to even think about or discuss when not too long ago we were taking about sitting at the table with Johnny Chan. Know what we mean?

No, only one thing was going to get this team, and these fans, all the way back. We had to sit down across the table from our KGB. We had to put our chips on the table with some real scratch. It was Santana, and going all in, or we were going bust. And we finally did. We sat head-to-head and made a play. And, frankly, it feels like we managed to bring in the rake while still keeping a few proverbial chips in our back pocket.

It feels good. I’m not going to lie. But this one move does not a champion make. Now, we’ve simply got the credentials to take our trip to Vegas and sit at the table with the big boys. We’ve got three stacks of high society and now have a chance to make a play for it all. Mike McDermott was wondering if he had what it takes to take home the WSOP title, but he had three stacks of high society and was going to find out. Will the Mets eventually have what it takes to head to our world series in 2008? I don’t know either. But, now we’ve got our three stacks back…and we’re going to find out.

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About the Author: Cecilio's Scribe is the founder of The Legend of Cecilio Guante and a generally pessimistic fan of the Mets, Jets, Knicks and Rangers. A fine NYC-based gentlemen who hones his marketing skills as his primary trade by day. Husband, chef, father of a newborn and after-hours blogger by night. Proud alum of the mighty Big Red of Cornell. University. Hot sauce devotee. Staunch protester of the continued wussifcation of American sports. Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick.

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