It would be a real shame if you forwarded this blog to your Mets friend. A real, real shame. It would be even worse if you reminded them they had the highest payroll in baseball, blew a 10.5 game division lead, and couldn’t make it out of Wild Card weekend at home. Let’s relish in their misery.

The internet will always remain undefeated:

Win or go home and the tiniest crowd of the weekend shows up. Bad sports town:

Add in October there buddy:

First time I enjoyed TAPS being played for a bunch of veterans:

You can’t say the 2022 Mets never made history:

Only books with tragic endings:

SNY writers saying the Mets were “the epitome of professionalism” because they didn’t celebrate clinching the NL East makes me want to puke:

Glad to see this Mets team embodied their shitty city by spending a bunch of money for little return. The Mets are your buddy who thinks he’s better than you because he lives in NY, works in finance, and pays $5k/month for a 400 sq. ft. studio apartment in the Village. The guy who buys a $10 coffee every day and thinks to himself, “That’s just the cost of living in the greatest city in the world.” At least when you grow up in NY you’re so used to getting bent over by the cost of living in that dirty rotten apple that losing in October doesn’t hurt as much.

Whoever thought it was a good idea to play Narco down 4-0 should be promoted. Just when you think the Mets are turning a corner and not embarrassing themselves any longer you learn that Steve Cohen is just a richer Wilpon still employing idiots in the organization:

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It’s so beautiful:

Someone should’ve called CPS on this dude the minute he bought his kid a Mets hat:

“I’m never going to get to see a Mets playoff game.” Dude you just had three chances:

Get em Jim! –