I blame myself for Wednesday's loss, I really do. In a crazy season where it seems that the Mets have lost about one game a week in an unfathomable manner, last night's meltdown in which ace reliever Francisco Rodriquez gave up five runs including a walk-off grand slam as the Mets blew a two run ninth inning lead was maybe a microcosm of the season.
Laying on the couch after a very long work day, watching K-Rod struggle to get Nationals batters out to the point where he walked in their first run of the inning whilst leaving the bases loaded, the thought came to my mind that the only natural way for this game to end would be on a grand slam. After other jarring losses had left me fuming and mumbling to myself loudly, when Justin Maxwell's hit landed over the left field fence, the sense of karmic balance quieted my mood rather quickly. There was no throwing of things at other things, it was just the inevitable acceptance of this year's team imploding upon itself, finding another way to lose a game they clearly had in their grasp.
At any rate, here's the song that came to my mind, I Must Not Think Bad Thoughts by X, shown here from Denver in April of this year.
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