Sorry sports fans, but it’s unwatchable. My apologies to Ron and Gary, ugly, unentertaining baseball (I doubt Keith will be coming back anytime soon.) After last nights 9-0 shutout at the hands of Johan Santana and the Minnesota Twins, I cried, partly because the Mets played so poorly, but mostly because I sat on my balls. I can’t remember the last time the Mets have played this pitiful; of course it is entirely possible that I blacked it out. Every first pitch pop out to hard hit liners right at infielders is wretched. I can’t remember the last time watching a Mets game seemed like a chore.

The fact that the Mets are in first place of the NL East is laughable. It has gotten so bad, I caught myself reading Game Informer during the ballgame (Fallout 3 looks pretty freaking sweet by the way.) Yeah, that’s right; I actually read a magazine during a live SNY telecast. I am convinced that the Mets uber-slump will continue until the Mets cede first place.

None the less, I plan on riding out this current dreadful streak. Sure it’s unwatchable baseball, but I’m still watching.