This is not a baseball-game-recap blog (alas, I have neither the attention span, the grasp of statistics, or the means to prioritize studying each individual game to pull that off) but consider this your notice that you may notice me fixating on the activities of a chosen few for the next 3-6 months. Depending on how the season goes, I may decide it’s a stupid sport and switch to rugby or this might be the year the Mets Go All The WAY (To September Without Me Giving Up)
I have previously discussed my baseball related ‘tude re: baseball bunnies, double headers and Perfect Windbreakers, and the importance of distance, so brace yourselves, folks. New management, new season, new seats (one row closer). The better for D-Wright to hear me from, y’all.
The chosen few include, but are not limited to:
R.A. Dickey, knuckleball pitcher and one of the Earth’s coolawesomeweirder human beings. He wants to climb Mt. Kilimanjaro next summer for a charity that aids women and children who are victims of human trafficking in India. He wants to be a ball boy for the U.S. Open. I don’t even know where to begin with him.
Ike Davis, last year’s totally robbed Rookie of the Year, who likes to catch pop-ups by flipping into the dugout and nabbing them. He is a delight to watch at 1st base and may wind up pitching relief sometime if the Mets are really hard up. He came up through the Mets farm system and is much beloved by his former single-A club.
Jose Reyes, aka Captain Glass Everything, who is always hurt but when he’s not, he brings the joy and the fancy handshakes.
D-Murph, aka Daniel Murphy, who has replaced Luis Castillo at 2nd base (he’s still competing for his spot, having had tryouts at 1st base when he was relieving Carlos Delgado and in left field when we needed his bat). Let me repeat, CASTILLO IS DUNZO. And D-Murph is a nice hitter, young and enthusiastic fielder.
And uh, he won’t break your eyeballs.