"What's wrong?" my wife asked, looking up from her copy of Ear Diseases in Small Animals: An Illustrated Guide.
"The Mets are dead," I answered.
"I thought they died last week."
"Last week was their practical death, when they stopped drawing air. This weekend was their spiritual death. First there was the collision between Beltran and Cameron and now this, Pedro's no-hit bid turned 2-1 loss."
"But it seemed like they got a lot of hits today, how did they lose 2-1?"
"That's just it, that's the key to this game, not the two runs that Pedro gave up--I expected him to cruise today because the Dodgers were basically fielding a Triple A team; their big star is Milton Bradley, a reject from the Indians--but the fact that the Mets racked up 10 hits and scored only one run. Those aren't players out there, they're ghosts."
"Turn off the TV, honey."