A Roller Coaster Of Events

It was all going so well last night. I come home to a 2-0 Nationals lead, Yasmani Grandal hits a home run, and the Dodgers help the Mets back to within four and a half back of Washington.

Then by the middle of the day today, we’re all freaking out because Yoenis Cespedes left Wednesday’s game in the fifth with a wrist problem, Noah Syndergaard left in the sixth because his elbow was barking, and all the while there are rumors that Zack Wheeler was already under the knife with his second Tommy John surgery. The Mets did wind up winning 4-3 and sweeping the Royals on Matt Reynolds’ first major league home run. But it didn’t really matter as we were all staring down the barrel of a starting lineup with Wilmer Flores batting cleanup, a starting rotation with Logan Verrett and Sean Gilmartin, and a bullpen that will feature the right arm of Jeurys Familia, and nothing else because it will be detached from his body due to the overwork.

Hell, everyone was in a terrible mood … especially the manager, who called Jay Horwitz a puppy dog in the post game newser.

Here's the full video of Terry calling some dude a puppy dog and then dropping that bomb about Noah and running away https://t.co/SouPdAt4r7

— KFC (@KFCBarstool) June 22, 2016

Okay, that was hysterical. First off, how did nobody in the media … the very foundation of Panic City … bring up Syndergaard during the media scrum in the first place? Second, Horwitz played the role of Cindy Brady, snitching on Collins and getting him in trouble with Mike and Carol for breaking Syndergaard. It was like he poked Collins in the ribs and said “Say you’re sorry … and mean it this time!” Third, you know that “puppy dog” didn’t come out of nowhere. That had to be his secret nickname among “Mets People” for months. Fourth, it really did seem like Terry was rushing out of there like he got away with something before he got called out. These are two men close to 150 years old combined acting like children. Different types of children, mind you. But children nonetheless. And if you think this is an isolated, spur of the moment exchange that has nothing to do with a broader environment, then you’re a more idealistic person than I am. But whether it is or isn’t … children! Where else does this happen???

We’re going to see a press conference one day that’s going to end with “Oh by the way, our third baseman was hit by a truck, our shortstop has the Zika, and Mr. Met is currently dangling off the Brooklyn Bridge. Thanks puppy dog.” With a mic drop at the end and no questions.

So yeah, everybody was feeling it today. But then I got home tonight … expecting to hear that Syndergaard and Cespedes were diagnosed with some sort of deadly horse virus from their spring training stunt, and that Wheeler was dead. Instead:

Syndergaard is fine, though he might miss his start against the Nationals which was the whole reason he was flipped with Colon (don’t believe otherwise.)

Cespedes will only miss a game or two against Atlanta, who the Mets can’t beat anyway so who cares.

Wheeler only has nerve irritation, which isn’t life threatening.

And to top it all off, this:

The Mets are not only alive, they are well, and they are three and a half games back.

Today’s Hate List

Congratulations to the New York Knicks, who have acquired the Jason Bay of basketball.