Tonight’s game was soooo 1998. That was like flash back hell. Ugly baseball. Forgive me if I don’t do a recap.

To be honest, I had a feeling Sosa would lay an egg tonight, he has been so dominant over his first four starts you know it had to happen. God, I hate Atlanta. This team has fought back and scrapped for every run all season but I knew we had lost after the terrible call on LoDuca at second in the fifth. Kelly Johnson obviously didn’t get the force, just dropped the freaking ball.

If I had to sum up my mood tonight, I would let my dog, the Mets fanatic, German Shepherd do it for me:

OK, that isn’t really Nancy (though it looks just like her), but we both feel that way and if Mets feel the same way will rip Atlanta apart in the next two games.

I am going to keep it short for reasons that should be all too obvious to anyone who watched, listened or read a box score. I wanted to spread the word about a Mets related Novel coming out soon. It’s Called Knuckleball from Hell. You can have a look at a video trailer here and read a sample chapter here.

From what I have seen this looks like a very interesting book. I am currently reviewing this piece and will be posting a full review in the near future, stay tuned.

God, I hate the Braves

Let’s Go Mets!