So what’s going to be worth more on eBay, the Mets hat Prince Harry wore to Saturday’s game, the ball used by R.A. Dickey to teach him how to throw a knuckler, or the mustache trimmer that Carl Pavano used to surgically remove the Mets’ hearts from their chests? (Because you know he isn’t using it to trim that mustache … which children can now use to play “hide and seek” in, and which the FBI should probably search for missing interns or something.)
All right, I know … I’m stalling. I totally blew it by even mentioning no-hitter yesterday, and by telling you that the last guy that did that saw Johan give up four runs in the first inning. Saturday was my turn. I didn’t call it, but I mentioned it. Thus, I blew it for Johan. Sorry. Who knew that Johan Santana would be the Pauper in this equation of Prince vs. Pauper (from the people that brought you Spy vs. Spy).
I guess I’d rather take the rap for the loss than ask the question “will Johan ever be the same again” or “is Johan on the decline” like everyone else seems to be doing. Because there’s a part of me that would rather not know, and I’m not ready to admit anything … not with Johan. Besides, saying Johan sucks is hard. Whereas saying I suck rolls of the tongue … even for me. No, Johan has had too many good second halves for me to throw any white flag on him.
Denial ain’t just a river in Egypt, you know.
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