Monday First, But a Tuesday Guaranteed

No matter what we think about Saturday's ugly and league-shaking situation, that's done and over with, and guaranteed 2 games at Citi Field. I'll take that any day. Or two. And I'm guaranteed to be there working at Two Boots Center Field. With the Center Field big screen always in my view.

MANDATORY CREDIT: Adam Hunger-USA TODAY Sports

Regarding the slide, I'm done, I've been ranting and debating it for 2 days now, and it looks like for dramatic purposes, Chase Utley will be there tonight, introductions and all, to bask in the Mets fans' venom. Remember, this is someone who once told the Yankee Stadium All-Star crowd, "Boo? Fuck you," before the TV feed quickly cut away. He'll flip the finger right back.

So, it's go time, with none other than Matt Harvey on the mound, just the way he scripted it all those endless nights when he sat at his typewriter while he couldn't pitch, furiously banging at the keyboard till the sun came up and he woke up drooling on the greatest screenplay ever written. This is what he has wanted. This is what WE have wanted. And we get to do it to those dirty, good for nothin', low-down stinkin' bums who deserted these here parts those many years ago.

Well, that brought on a new era, a new world, a New Breed. And the newest of that new breed gets their first crack at letting the New York Metropolitan Baseball Club know their rooting in the stands.

Step right up. And...

KEEP. ON. PUSHIN'.

LET'S. GO. METS.

Learning Curve and the Random Song of the Day

I actually found it quite funny by that point in the game that Josh Edgin gave up a Grand Slam to the same man he lost to the night before. I think Edgin's stuff is FANTASTIC, and I have no doubt the failures he has faced against Utley and Howard will only be turned into successes in the future. If the look on his face says anything, Josh will be watching these at bats over and over again in the offseason.

We've got a sharp one on our hands.

Here's the Random Song of the Day.

LET'S. GO. JON. NIESE.

LET'S. GO. METS.

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I Brought the Voodoo in. IT WAS ME.

I invited the Big Bad Baseball Gypsy to Citi Field Wednesday evening, trying not to think or care of Karma, Superstition, or any factor outside of the Mets own ineptness. My buddy on the inside got me what turned out to be even sweeter tickets than he usually gets for me, right behind home plate in seats I thought I bought at Raymour and Flannigan.

Literally directly in front of us in the first row of the new seats turned out to be my cousin (the one who witnessed the No-han with me), and around the 7th inning, 4 rows in front of us, was a girl I dated in college who recognized me out of the corner of her eye.

The night was weird like that.

By the end of it, the Voodoo Gypsy was rooting for anything to move the game along, and was ready for Chase Utley to strike out so he could get outta there. When Utley walked, he said, "Well, now Howard's gonna hit a dinger."

Big Bad Baseball Voodoo is making it very hard to throw superstition out the window right about now.

There were many factors other than the Gypsy that led to this loss, not short of Chase Utley and Ryan Howard, who have been one of the big differences between the Mets and the Phillies since 2007.

Certainly, the bright spots of the game that make it meaningful include Matt Harvey's Final Awesomeness of the Year and the Continuing Education of Josh Edgin.

But I'm very irritable this morning, which is mainly because I had to wake up at 5:30.

It was the Voodoo Gypsy's 3rd Citi Field game ever. I had been begging him for a while, for some odd reason, to come to Citi Field with me, and in July of 2011, he relented. That first game we won 11-2 over the Phils, but he tied it with the 2-6 loss to the Nats that got the Voodoo Legend started. Last night's 9th inning played like a rubber match. I'll give him the series, and never invite him to Flushing again. Don't think we need to turn it into a 5-game series.

On the way home, of all the songs playing on 101.1 and 104.3, the following was the most poignant for the evening.

"Wouldn't it be nice if we were older? Then we wouldn't have to wait so long."

Only 4 wins all 2nd half. What's another loss?

As Amazin' Avenue said, "Come On!"

LET'S. GO. METS.

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