Silly Metsian Angst

As a no-hitter enters its potential final stage, that's when the sports fan has the most tension, or usually does. The last 3 innings, we are sitting on our hands, as they say. We are biting our nails and exuding ecstasy on every out that gets us closer to the never-promised land. It's funny how excited we can get only to bring ourselves back to a nervous state rather instantly. It's funny how the human chemicals work in that brain.

I'm not sure if anybody else wasn't really all that nervous as Zack Wheeler brought that no-hitter into the 7th, and got the 1st out as well. It should be the same kind of Metsian angst every time. Maybe last night was different because I didn't expect it to finish that way. Maybe the Nohan is still so fresh that I am not as angsty anymore. Maybe I just didn't feel all that well. Regardless, my Metsian Angst felt more subdued.

After a safe hit was achieved by the Fish, No-hitting angst quickly turns to Win-The-Ballgame angst. What is it about a potential Mets playoff run on this last day of July that makes us care and feel emotion for the Mets more than a good chunk of things in our lives? What is it about this game and this team that gives us irrational stress? 

Is it because we inherently believe that if the Mets can turn it around, so can we?

There is no real reason to have that feeling that "we don't know what we will do if the Mets keep losing." You know you've briefly either said it to yourself or heard someone say it or retweeted someone typing it.

The thing is, we all know exactly what we're going to do if the Mets keep losing.

We'll keep watching. Looking forward to them turning things around.

We kinda like baseball a bit. We monitor and speculate and debate and create the pitch sequences in our heads. The bottom line is it's never not fun. There are degrees of fun, but it's always fun.

The human being has never been accused of being TOO rational.

We don't necessarily have to add the type of stress and angst that generally belong to teenagers.

But that's something that's fun about it, too.

We like the element of it that connects us to our childhood, which we can toss out the window for about 21 hours or so while there isn't a baseball game on, laughing it up and debating it with our friend whose a fan of the other team, forgetting about how much you kinda hated each other for that bit of time.

There is a reason Gary Cohen gets so pumped when the Mets get a big hit to drive in winning runs.

Besides the fact he's a genuine fan of the team, SNY know their audience.

We want to be irrational while the hypocritical world is telling us to be rational.

And we want to stay kids forever.

Even when the Mets lose.  

But especially when they win.

Way to go, John Buck.

LET'S. GO. METS.

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