Mets Finishing Strong! In the Loss Column…
By Cecilio's Scribe on Sep 30, 2009 with Comments 0
Why on Earth Did I Come Back for This?Photo via Daily News
The Flushing crew has gone from underachivers finding creative ways to lose to a popular punchline. As any Mets fan can attest, it goes far beyond injuries and crappy luck. All of that is nicely paired with dropped pop ups, failing to run out balls, errant throws and grounders through the wickets. But that’s all old news! Things must’ve turned at least a bit with Beltran in the lineup. Oh yes, I’ve already mentioned it didn’t. How bad is it?
Since Beltran’s return on September 8th (acknowledging he has not played every game since), the Mets have finished off September smoking, going 5-17 over that stretch. Over the three-week span, they managed to win a single series. More impressively, the mighty Metros showed the special kind of grit, determination and pride needed to be swept four times. Think about that…swept four times in a ostensibly a three-week stretch. That is POWERFUL.
Curiuos? Sure, I am too. Let’s click ‘em off:
September 8, 9 and 10 to Florida @ Citi
September 15, 16 and 17 in Atlanta
September 21, 22 and 23 to those Bravos @ Citi (and people wonder how Atlanta is hanging around)
September 28, 29 and 30 @ Washington!
Tonight’s sweep at the hands of the Nationals was particularly special as K-Rod came in and surrendered five runs in the 9th. Now, that’s shutting the door. It’s OK, though. It’s not as if they threw the game away the night before too. Ohhh…
I get to say my official goodbye to the Metros in-person on Friday. I can’t wait. I’ll miss the 2009 Mets so…
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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.

