Can Someone Explain How a F-ing Hamstring is So Hard to Keep from F-in Popping???!!!

See You in Eight Weeks, Buddy!
I am not a physician, nor do I purport to have any medical knowledge whatsover. But how in the world does one pop a hamstring on opening day in the process of throwing a pitch to home plate! Seriously. What is it with this crap? It’s one thing for a pudgy catcher trying to run out a hit in 40 degree weather to blow a hammy, but a pitcher on a normal delivery? In 70-degree Florida weather? In his first start of the season?
I played sports throughout high school and then in college. I never pulled, tore or “tweaked” a hamstring. Nor do I recall a single one of my post-college recreational athlete friends being sidelined with a hammy. So, why is it such a common injury with professional athletes who are supposed to be in tip-top shape? It’s one thing to have these injuries over the course of a season when the body is continuing to be worn down and such, but is it that hard to strengthen up the tricky little tendon in the offseason to at least make it through a game or two?
Hey, Mets trainers. How ’bout we add a few more glute raises to the offseason workout routines? I’d suggest maybe Moises Alou, Ramon Castro and PEDRO MARTINEZ as excellent candidates for such strength and conditioning excercises.
Ugh. This whole discussion simply exhausts me. I know we Mets fans have nothing to complain about in relation to many other squads across the League. But why can’t anything ever go smoothly? Can we at least see what this team could be with all of the pieces in place? Alou and Martinez on the DL are not surprises. Hell, it would’ve been a slam dunk if Vegas put odds on the likeliness of such occurrences. But, at least once, it’d be nice to have a pleasant surprise one of these seasons.
Perhaps it will be Angel Pagan. Alas, the joy and sorrow of a 162-game season. Whatcha got OP and Johnny Maine?

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