Happy Sunday

Today has been a nice day so far. I didn’t go to church with everybody else, so I got to awaken to a peaceful house (which was nice). I slept in, which means I didn’t get up until quarter til 9. I knit for a while, as I watched Grey’s Anatomy. I’m on the second disc of season two, and I’m almost ready for a break from this show. I think I’ll switch back to Buffy soon.

I went with Shiz to a street fair on eight avenue, lunch, and then a walk around Soho to pick up some longer length circular needles. I’m serious about making this baby blanket, and I’ll be all set once the yarn arrives in the mail.

I caught the bus home at Port Authority, but as I waited, I sat in Meet Me at McAnn’s and watched those sorry Mets lose to the Braves. Some guy was watching me express disbelief and then outrage as Heilman came in and gave up more runs, and was ridiculously surprised at how knowledgeable I was about the Mets. It’s a reaction I’ve run into somewhat frequently, so now I’m more amused than offended by it. He kept saying, “I don’t know how you know this stuff.” The first time he did, I responded with, “The same way other people know it: I read the newspaper and watch ESPN.” But that answer really did not penetrate his skull, so I didn’t bother to repeat myself when he asked again. He was pretty surprised to hear that I hate the Yankees, until I told him that it was mostly the result of fairweather Yankee fans. I told him that I found Yankee fandom kind of soulless, but he thought that word was a better descriptor of New York sports fans in general. He didn’t like the fact that I root for Boston in the AL, but what can I say? You can’t please everybody. I regained some of my points when we started to discuss Joe Torre, the Dodgers, and Manny Ramirez, and I still knew what I was talking about.

I’m glad I was able to converse intelligently and throw around names like Rick Peterson and Dan Warthen, and maybe blow this guy’s mind.

Yippee!

The Mets, despite putting in Aaron Heilman, actually managed to win last night. It was an ugly game full of ridiculous errors (by both teams), but they finally remembered that they’re professionals and managed to win. And because the Phillies lost yesterday, they Mets are now in first place (by half a game). Let’s hope they can keep it up!

Oh brother

Thanks to the further collapse of the Mets’ defense (including an error by my ex-imaginary boyfriend Jose Reyes), the game is now tied and Aaron freaking Heilman is in. The game is tied at 5 -5, and Heilman just got a strikeout. Usually, I wish that he wouldn’t pitch anymore, because he’s consistently terrible, but he just did something good. I’m conflicted. Well, we’ll never know if this good streak would have extended past one batter, because Manuel just took him out of the game. Let’s see what loser we can dig up now.

Is the universe punishing me for my anti-Yankees stance? The competition is all losing, but that won’t do us any good if we lose, too.

As much as I love the Mets, I don’t think we’re going to do anything even if we do get to the postseason, because our bullpen is terrible.

Here we go again

I hope that David Wright, imaginary boyfriend to a very large percentage of female Mets fans, can get his act together and at least stop sucking at defense. He’s young, and he seems to take it hard that he has completely forgotten how to hit on this road trip. Jose Reyes, my imaginary boyfriend, is doing much much better, and is 3-3 with a homerun. Let’s hope the Mets can get it together and win this one. The Brewers are down an 8-spot, and the Marlins and Phillies are in a crazy back and forth game, with the Marlins currently leading 7 to 6 with the bases loaded and nobody out.
As mentioned earlier, here is my awesome new shirt. My mother kept shaking her head when she looked at it, but she did consent to take pictures of me in it (my mother is of the adorably doting persuasion, and is always ready and willing to take a picture of me). There’s a better picture of me in the shirt, but this picture has the best angle of the shirt itself.

PS – Check out the new glasses.

Let’s go Metsies!

As you can see from my icon, I’m a Mets fan. Like, the biggest (I’ll have to show you my new shirt). So why haven’t I said anything about them lately?

1. I’m having flashbacks to last year.
2. I prefer not to think about them when I’m around sharp objects.

But, since they’ve won their last two games and are in the lead for the Wild Card, maybe things have turned around. It’s too soon to know for sure. This quote by Mets manager Jerry Manuel sums up my feelings: “They won’t allow me to have a laugher. They’ll make a laugher a tear-jerker. Hopefully we’ll laugh about this in November.”  He said this after the Mets won a game by the score of 9 – 7 when they’d had a lead of 8 – 2. Last night, they had a more decisive victory, and I hope they can continue to win as we go into the last week of the season. I’d still like for them to win the division, and not the Wild Card, but if that’s what we have to take, so be it.