Watching Daniel Murphy boot that ball brought something to mind…
“So the winning run is at second base, with two outs … Little roller up along first … Up in the air! Murphy boots it! Here comes Ross, and the Braves win it!”
I’m sure you all thought about that, too. Right?
All we can do at this point is laugh. I know I said that back when Luis Castillo dropped the ball, but this is a new low.
Every time I think the Mets have found every single way to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory, they come out with something like this. It’s really unfathomable. It is beyond fathom.
In a lost season, it would be nice to at least see some decent baseball.
Sixteen hits and only five runs? Not decent.
Seven hits and three walks in 3 1-3 innings for Bobby Parnell? Far from decent.
The fact that Jerry Manuel pulled Parnell as if the Mets were trying to win? Confusing.
Asking for a four-out save from K-Rod with the season in the tank? Just…why?
So many questions, so little answers.
Man, 2009 can’t end quick enough.
There’s bad baseball and there’s really-terrible-just-awful-no-fundamental-miserable-downright-sad-looking baseball. And the Mets are no doubt the latter.