I really don’t know what to say folks other than to type, “the bullpen is over worked” over and over again. Instead of that monotony it is my pleasure to bring to you a very special guest blogger:

You know…the one thing I look forward to all year long is watching the BITCH ASS fans Astros squirm. I hate the Astros and seriously they need to come up with something other than the generic freakin’ boo Mets. As a Mets fan, I am upset that we didn’t pull it off tonight. Lonestar Met is right! They are overworked! We have all the key elements and players to do some damage this year.

I am also upset because I missed that bad ass catch that Murphy had because I was watching Wigginton. I always loved his devotion and passion for the Mets. It really looked like he had a homerun and I would have cheered for him. Realizing what I missed, when my husband is giving me brutal high fives. I hated to tell him I missed that moment, but I had a good reason. Oh, and the only reason the Astros actually did well the past two games is because of a past Mets. Freakin’ Matusi!

xoxox
Mrs. Lonestar Mets

I don’t know what else to add, folks. I’m going to go get drunk.

Lets try and not get swept…

You tell me, who has a cooler mascot.

Greetings from Houston! It’s freaking hot here. Game one didn’t go as well as a Mets fan could hope. Homeruns did us in as Heilman couldn’t hold a 3-3 tie. That and having the bases loaded with no outs and not plating a single run, which seems like a lingering problem. Sooner or later, this team is going to start hitting with RISP by sheer law of averages.

I still hate that stupid Astros train. I was surrounded by the most uneducated ignorant baseball fans on the planet, who among other things:

-Suggested that the Mets were pitching around Brandon Backe.

-Were incensed that the Astros wouldn’t bunt over a leadoff runner with no outs in a tie game with the number five hitter at the plate.

-Couldn’t understand why a hitter would take on a 3-0 count.

-After every pitch yelled “you knew that was coming!”

-The Astros fans trash talk has fallen off quite a bit. The most common “jeer” all night was a thumbs down and “boo Mets.” I’m not big on trash talk, but I would hope I could come up with something a little better than that. Still I guess it’s better than the profanity laced threats of violence that were prevalent here after 1986.

On a separate note, Mrs. Lonestar Mets hatred for all things Astros is starting to scare me.

I did have the pleasure of meeting a fellow blogger as well as TBF. Getting ready to head to Minute Maid right now to see the Great Santana. I’ve never seen the Mets lose more than one game in Houston and I don’t plan on starting now.

I am going to see the Major League debut of Dan Murphy. The last MLB debut of a Met i saw Jose Reyes’ at the Ball Park in Arlington. Let’s hope Murphy has the same success.

The heat index is at 110 today. Thank God the Astros put a roof on Minute Maid Park.

As far as cab service in Houston, every experience I’ve had has been a poor one. Cabs are not plentiful and are usually obtained by calling the cab company. Whether the cabbies we unfamiliar with the city or elongating the cab ride was unclear, the fare was always more than parking in downtown. If you fly in from out of the area or head to Houston on a road trip, a hotel within walking distance is the way to go.