It has been too long since my last post. Alas, the end of senior year classes, finals, my end-of-year internship, and softball have taken up most of my time lately. But just because I haven't been writing it doesn't mean I haven't had any thoughts about the Mets.
I wanted to thank Mike Pelfrey and wish him luck in his recovery from Tommy John surgery. He may have pitched his last game as a Met and he has held a special place in my heart. Zach Lutz was also injured again. I didn't say anything about his broken hand or how frustrating this must be for him.
I didn't write about all the doubles Mike Nickeas hit. And maybe for the better, I didn't write about how now he seems lost again. And how rooting for him is the most indescribable experience of my baseball life. I didn't write about how awesome it was to finally see others rooting for him and then blink and see everyone on the side of his competition. I didn't write about seeing my favorite finally get the chance to be a major league starter because I took a breath and the dream seemed to be over.
My thoughts about Kirk Nieuwenhuis have gone unwritten. Jordany Valdespin came and went without a word. Even my minor league thoughts about Kai Gronauer finally getting a big hit went unwritten. The Mets even went so far as to dress up in hockey jerseys, combining the two sports loves of my life, and I didn't have the time to squee or ogle.
Speaking of the Mets playing dress-up, I haven't told you how I feel about that. Or really, how I feel about some other opinions of it.
Hopefully the next two weeks and beyond will bring more content than the last two weeks. I have missed writing for you. If I'm lucky I'll be able to clear out my inbox as I write, deleting the reminders I send myself of things I want to post.
For now however, the emails will stay and I will leave you with this . . .
Let's Go Mets!