That would be Matt Chico and John Maine. Maine got the better of Chico last night, something Jack Albertson rarely did to Freddie Prinze back in the 70's, tossing six and two-thirds strong innings before walking Christian Guzman and Ronnie Belliard and yelling an expletive that would not have made it past the NBC censors as Willie Randolph (who was playing the role of Scatman Crothers) came out to get him. Joe Smith finished the inning and the 8th, and Billy Wagner had a 1-2-3 ninth to close out a 5-2 Mets victory.
Both team scored a single run in the 1st, as Maine walked two and looked generally shaky. Ryan Church's homer in the bottom of the inning tied it, and then Austin Kearns homered in the 4th to untie it. The Mets took the lead they would never relinquish in the 5th on a solo shot by Jose Reyes, and a three-run smash by Carlos Beltran, both their first dingers of the season.
There was a Chad Cordero sighting for the Nats, but his fastball was a no-show. The flat-brimmed one clearly still has a bum shoulder, and could not break 81 mph with his heater. He was good enough to retire the side in order, but what was he doing out there? The guy needs to go back on the Disabled List. It's not like the Nats will sniff a pennant race this season, and he's only 26. Baseball GM's befuddle me sometimes.
The Mets are now 7-6, still a game and a half behind Florida, who beat Atlanta for the second straight time, and a game ahead of Philadelphia, who failed to mount a second consecutive 9th inning comeback at home against Houston. Florida's cupcake April schedule continues with another game against Atlanta followed by three home games against the Nats before heading to Atlanta for three. Finally they'll play a team with a winning record (maybe) when they travel to Milwaukee on April 25th. Don't worry, the Fish will start stinking it up before too long.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
BATS NOT HITTING THE PELFREY
It was Jackie Robinson Night all around baseball, and the Mets player with the same first and last initials and the most similar playing style as #42 had his first big night of the year as New York blanked the Nats 6-0. Jose Reyes had four hits, including a double and triple, and showed no signs of a bad hammy. David Wright did his best Dixie Walker impression, bashing another homer and doubling twice, and driving in five of the six Met runs. I'm not sure which 1947 Brooklyn Dodger he was supposed to be (Ervin Martin Palica, maybe?), but Mike Pelfrey threw a stellar seven innings of shutout ball, walking two and striking out four. Aaron Heilman worked out of a jam of his own making in the 8th, and noted reckless cab passenger Duaner Sanchez made his 2008 debut with a one-hit ninth.
This was the best the Mets have looked all year, but you have to consider the competition. The Nationals are about as sorry a collection of ballplayers as the Mets will see this year, and they are in a particularly bad stretch of what should be a dismal season. Still, it was a very good night on one of the best commemorative days of the year. The Jackie Robinson Rotunda at CitiField was also dedicated yesterday. I'm looking forward to seeing it when I make my pilgrimage next year. I'm still trying to figure out what game I'd like to go to. I'm thinking I'll time it with the US Open across the street so I can also watch the several hundred Russian girls with -ova at the end of their name play tennis in frightfully skimpy outfits.
While the Nats are away, Pope Benedict XVI is saying Mass at their new stadium this morning. HOLY WATER!! ICE COLD HOLY WATER HERE!! FOUR DOLLARS!! VOTIVE CANDLES!! GET 'EM WHILE THEIR HOT!! HYMNALS! CAN'T TELL THE HYMNS WITHOUT A HYMNAL!!
I'm going straight to hell.
This was the best the Mets have looked all year, but you have to consider the competition. The Nationals are about as sorry a collection of ballplayers as the Mets will see this year, and they are in a particularly bad stretch of what should be a dismal season. Still, it was a very good night on one of the best commemorative days of the year. The Jackie Robinson Rotunda at CitiField was also dedicated yesterday. I'm looking forward to seeing it when I make my pilgrimage next year. I'm still trying to figure out what game I'd like to go to. I'm thinking I'll time it with the US Open across the street so I can also watch the several hundred Russian girls with -ova at the end of their name play tennis in frightfully skimpy outfits.
While the Nats are away, Pope Benedict XVI is saying Mass at their new stadium this morning. HOLY WATER!! ICE COLD HOLY WATER HERE!! FOUR DOLLARS!! VOTIVE CANDLES!! GET 'EM WHILE THEIR HOT!! HYMNALS! CAN'T TELL THE HYMNS WITHOUT A HYMNAL!!
I'm going straight to hell.
Monday, April 14, 2008
MILWAUKEE'S FINEST
It started out well. With most of Brooklyn in his player's box, Nelson Figueroa made his debut as a Mets starter by allowing only two hits in six innings. The Mets offense strung together a three-run 4th inning, which was enough to get Figgy the win, even after his 87 mph fastball started getting timed by the Brewers' many sluggers. Aaron Heilman (gasp!) and Billy Wagner both delivered perfect innings to sew up the 4-2 victory.
Game two of the series on Saturday was a different beast altogether, with Johan Santana, a man with expectations set far higher than they were for a guy who hadn't started a game since 2004, facing his counterpart ace, Ben Sheets. Neither pitcher was sharp early, with the Mets taking an early 2-0 lead punctuated by a Carlos Delgado near-homer double off the right field wall. The Brewers got a run back in the 2nd on a safety squeeze by Sheets, and then Big Ben settled in. Johan, not so much. While Sheets was retiring the next 19 batters in a row, Santana was giving up enormous home runs to Bill Hall, Rickie Weeks, and the crushing blow by Gabe Kapler that knocked him out of the game. David Wright hit one out to the picnic pavilion in left in the 8th to end Sheets' streak, but the Mets couldn't dent the shaky Brewer pen, and lost it 5-3.
The finale on Sunday was a tedious, sloppy, and ultimately dispiriting 9-7 defeat. The Mets trailed early, on another Gabe Kapler homer (I really think you should go back to managing, Gabe. Please.), but re-took the lead on Wright's third HR of the season in the 1st and a two-run bottom-of-the-order rally in the 2nd. New York appeared to start to pull away in the 3rd when Carlos Beltran and Brian Schneider each had RBI hits to make the score 6-2. Pitcher Oliver Perez barely missed an extra-base hit to the right field corner off Brewer starter Jeff Suppan, and then struck out to end the inning, or the Mets might really have put it away. I don't know if it was the near miss at bat, or the fact that the Brewers can flat out rake, but Perez fell completely apart in the top of the 4th, allowing Milwaukee to tie the game on two 2-run singles by Jason Kendall and Ryan Braun.
The score remained tied until the 6th, when reliever Jorge Sosa gave up another towering drive to Weeks, and then nearly wriggled out of a jam before Corey Hart ripped a single to left to score Kapler to make it 8-6. The Brewers hitters just keep coming in waves. If these guys can keep their pitching healthy, which is a huge if, they can hang with anybody.
Kapler added another RBI double off Joe Smith, and the Mets got a Damion Easley RBI single in the 7th, and then continued hitting into more double plays in more varied and interesting ways than had ever been seen by most of the patrons present (starting in the 4th inning, it was 3-unassisted, 4-6-3, 1-6-3, 4-6-3, 3-2). Old friend and boo-receiver Guillermo Mota and former and current bullpen mate Eric Gagne finished up with two shutout innings.
Obviously, the encouraging aspect of the weekend, perhaps the only one, was Nelson Figueroa. It'll be interesting to see how he does on the road when only maybe his wife is there to cheer for him, as opposed to the better part of a borough. He was not at all overpowering, but he changed speeds, had good command, and was poised and confident. He was kind of like, well, El Duque, although we can probably find Figueroa's birth certificate. As I mentioned, the Brewers bats caught up the third time around, which will probably be a recurrent theme in Figueroa's tenure on the staff.
Nobody took charge in the NL East this weekend, with Florida maintaining their tenuous 1-1/2 game edge over us and the Phillies. The Nats finally won after nine straight losses, defeating the Braves on Sunday, which put Atlanta two games back. The Mets get an off day today, and then we try to start another losing streak for the Nationals.
Game two of the series on Saturday was a different beast altogether, with Johan Santana, a man with expectations set far higher than they were for a guy who hadn't started a game since 2004, facing his counterpart ace, Ben Sheets. Neither pitcher was sharp early, with the Mets taking an early 2-0 lead punctuated by a Carlos Delgado near-homer double off the right field wall. The Brewers got a run back in the 2nd on a safety squeeze by Sheets, and then Big Ben settled in. Johan, not so much. While Sheets was retiring the next 19 batters in a row, Santana was giving up enormous home runs to Bill Hall, Rickie Weeks, and the crushing blow by Gabe Kapler that knocked him out of the game. David Wright hit one out to the picnic pavilion in left in the 8th to end Sheets' streak, but the Mets couldn't dent the shaky Brewer pen, and lost it 5-3.
The finale on Sunday was a tedious, sloppy, and ultimately dispiriting 9-7 defeat. The Mets trailed early, on another Gabe Kapler homer (I really think you should go back to managing, Gabe. Please.), but re-took the lead on Wright's third HR of the season in the 1st and a two-run bottom-of-the-order rally in the 2nd. New York appeared to start to pull away in the 3rd when Carlos Beltran and Brian Schneider each had RBI hits to make the score 6-2. Pitcher Oliver Perez barely missed an extra-base hit to the right field corner off Brewer starter Jeff Suppan, and then struck out to end the inning, or the Mets might really have put it away. I don't know if it was the near miss at bat, or the fact that the Brewers can flat out rake, but Perez fell completely apart in the top of the 4th, allowing Milwaukee to tie the game on two 2-run singles by Jason Kendall and Ryan Braun.
The score remained tied until the 6th, when reliever Jorge Sosa gave up another towering drive to Weeks, and then nearly wriggled out of a jam before Corey Hart ripped a single to left to score Kapler to make it 8-6. The Brewers hitters just keep coming in waves. If these guys can keep their pitching healthy, which is a huge if, they can hang with anybody.
Kapler added another RBI double off Joe Smith, and the Mets got a Damion Easley RBI single in the 7th, and then continued hitting into more double plays in more varied and interesting ways than had ever been seen by most of the patrons present (starting in the 4th inning, it was 3-unassisted, 4-6-3, 1-6-3, 4-6-3, 3-2). Old friend and boo-receiver Guillermo Mota and former and current bullpen mate Eric Gagne finished up with two shutout innings.
Obviously, the encouraging aspect of the weekend, perhaps the only one, was Nelson Figueroa. It'll be interesting to see how he does on the road when only maybe his wife is there to cheer for him, as opposed to the better part of a borough. He was not at all overpowering, but he changed speeds, had good command, and was poised and confident. He was kind of like, well, El Duque, although we can probably find Figueroa's birth certificate. As I mentioned, the Brewers bats caught up the third time around, which will probably be a recurrent theme in Figueroa's tenure on the staff.
Nobody took charge in the NL East this weekend, with Florida maintaining their tenuous 1-1/2 game edge over us and the Phillies. The Nats finally won after nine straight losses, defeating the Braves on Sunday, which put Atlanta two games back. The Mets get an off day today, and then we try to start another losing streak for the Nationals.
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