Sometimes I hate being right. I didn't see Alay Soler getting past the 5th. Check. I knew a 4-0 lead wouldn't hold. Check. And I knew that leaving the bases loaded would come back to haunt them. Check. What I didn't see was a drubbing. A night when seven runs hasn't even half way good enough.
But like Steve, I don't want to fall into the void of whiny, "the sky is falling" Mets fan. I like this team. I like Willie. I can't wait to see Cliff Floyd get back into form. Eleven games up. Four starters in the All-Star game. Good stuff. Even if they do seem like a team likely to make the playoffs and lose in the first round.