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I Wonder How Our Own Medicine Tastes

I guess this run of crazy comebacks and exhilirating victories couldn’t last forever. Even though there was a comeback from a 3-0 first inning deficit, the victory could not follow as Frank Francisco’s blown save gave the Marlins a 6-5 victory. Funny how Heath Bell was the one who was having the off and on relationship with the closers role, yet it was Francisco who proved to be the shaky option.

The comeback in the eighth was pretty supreme, as Edward Mujica gave up three runs in the eighth as Kirk Nieuwenhuis tied the game on a double to right, and then Mike (from Whitestone) Baxter gave us a Wade Boggs looking swing as he drove in two with a double to left center. In retrospect, the failed squeeze play which later became a strikeout by Rob Johnson was a main difference between a loss and a win. The other one being Ike Davis’ error to put Jose Reyes on first in the bottom of the eighth (Davis’ errors now coming at an alarming rate for an above average first baseman) before he was driven in by Omar Infante’s double, as Infante never misses a chance to kill the Mets. This made the score 5-4.

Giancarlo Stanton hit a groundball past Ronny Cedeno to lead off the ninth, and the damn thing rolled all the way to the wall. It was as impressive and as hard hit as any home run as he’ll ever hit. This was a ground ball base hit that made it to the wall in about five seconds and as a result, Stanton wound up on second base. (Crap that ball was hit hard.) I guess it speaks well to Frank Francisco’s velocity, if you’re into bright sides and all that, and if you believe that 95 mph fastballs come back just as hard. He was driven in by Emilio Bonifacio from third on a base hit with the infield drawn in to tie the game for the Marlins. And I know this shouldn’t bother me, but what was with Bonifacio raising his finger after hitting that ball like he had won the game? Dude, you only tied it. And I could care less about celebrations. Hanley Ramirez acted like a damn fool jumping on Greg Dobbs’ back after he drove in Bonifacio to defeat the Mets, and the Marlins celebrated as if it was a little more than a regular season win. But hell, if you don’t like it then don’t give up a hit to Greg F’n Dobbs to lose the game.

But a raised finger on a tie game? It’s the kind of thing that would provoke Larry Andersen to want to put on in your neck. The bigger regret is that the Mets couldn’t do more to keep this from happening.