Don’t Mess With Johan Or His Peck

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You might think Johan Santana is immortal.  But, like the rest of us, he’s day-to-day.

That’s okay, Johan.  Don’t rush back.  Thursday’s win aside, the season’s done.  Bobby Ojeda thinks you’re headed for a monster season in 2011 (that’s right … that’s what he said) now that you have the pitch tipping thing eradicated.  You’ll need to have a monster season if the Mets can’t clear any payroll before April and you have to carry this same bunch on your back.  So forget about 2010, and keep that pectoral muscle from being shredded like Camden Yards pork.  Oh, and let’s just hope that that muscle wasn’t strained taking a swing at somebody in the family room.

(With the amount of time it took to get that news to the masses, I thought we had another Frankie situation on our hands … either that or Johan decided to join the peace corps after the fifth inning.)

Besides, with Lucas Duda batting second, your team will be juuuuuuuuust fiiiiiiiiiiine.

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