The Broken Chair

By the time the game was over, I had just about chewed my left thumb off and my hands hurt from clenching my fists so tightly. No permanent damage done, though with games like the one last night, the damage is all in the heart.

The Mets lost game 7 of the NLCS to the Cardinals, but they never lost the fight that got them there. When Endy Chavez made what may be the best defensive play in franchise history, given the situation, robbing Scott Rolen of a home run, I thought the game had turned. But after threatening in the bottom of that inning, the Mets couldn't plate the runs.

Even to the very last at-bat, to the very last strike, there was hope…fight. Oliver Perez, who some were saying was the worst game 7 started in baseball history, probably turned his career around with six innings of 1 run ball. Met fans should take some comfort in knowing that we have two young pitchers in Perez and game 6 starter John Maine, who when asked to save their team's season (our team) showed up ready and pitched their hearts out.

As I look out the window, it is a rainy and dreary day in New York, reflecting the mood of many Met fans. The pain in my hands is gone but it's going to take a little longer for the heartache to disappear.