In case you didn't catch it last night, the Mets were knocked out of the post-season by a Cardinals team who almost gave the NL Central division away by dropping something like 9 of their last 12 games. The Mets offense basically stopped producing in the last three games of the NLCS (1 for 8 with runners in scoring position including two chances last night with the based loaded), and a bunch of pieced-together pitchers were carrying the team. If only there hadn't been injurires to Pedro; El Duque; Cliff Floyd; etc etc....you gotta figure the Metsies would be in the Series instead of a team that went 83-78 in the regular season.
Gotta say though: last night's game was truly one for the ages. Heart-wrenching, dramatic, agonizing for both teams. It was just good, honest baseball at its post-season finest. It had it all: The deciding game of the series going into the 9th with the score tied 1-1?? Endy Chavez making a catch for the permanent highlight reels?? A often-mediocre young pitcher (although I've always loved Oliver Perez since I had him on my fantasy team a few years back...nyert!) only giving up 1 run over 6 innings simply BECAUSE it was do or die time?? The eventual game winning two-run homer in the top of the 9th by a light-hitting catcher (as I was once described)? And finally, the Mets best hitter up to bat with the bases loaded and 2 outs in the bottom of the ninth at their home stadium?
Last night's game had all that and more. A pretty funny perspective via ESPN's site can be found here.
I wish Willie Randolph had put himself in to pinch hit.