Sometimes warm and soothing, sometimes bitter and cool, this is my small place to sift through the grounds. Inside this blog, I'll discuss my thoughts on odd stories, big stories, and perhaps a little bit about me and my aspirations. Writers, baseball fans, beer lovers, musicians, and opinionated fools like myself, welcome.
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Chapter 62.25: That's Better
What a difference a day makes. The Mets started hitting again (albeit versus a struggling Twins team). I'd like to see Jorge Sosa handle Johan Santana and his crew tonight, but Santana is one of baseball's top pitchers. It's more important to see what the hitters can do against him.
But what I like most about last night's game (which I didn't watch, truth be told) was that the bats are starting to awaken. The first five guys in the order did some damage and John Maine seems to be righting his ship. Of the previous three games against the Yankees, the Mets were able to hit in the final two -- ironically, they only won the first, 2-0.
But there are miles to go before we sweep.
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