Baseball is back and I’m so very, very glad. There’s nothing better than being able to sit back, relax, and listen to Gary, Keith and Ron try not to crack each other up too much. There’s also nothing like the first few weeks of Mets baseball.
Remember last year, when the Mets essentially guaranteed to go 162-0? Yeah. I remember that, and then I blacked out when the roof caved in not soon after.
I love the #UnbridledOptimism that comes with being a Mets fan, but with that comes the ulcer-inducing few moments of the season. Those moments where it feels like the water is already seeping through the walls, and the crew is scurrying around, grabbing life jackets, and you’re just standing there, waiting to see if the Mets can give deGrom more than one measly run of support.
So let’s overreact to today’s opener!
I Love Jacob deGrom
Y’all. What a blessing to have such a gifted young man take the mound for us. Seriously. How did we get so lucky?
The thing I find to be the most amazing about Jacob deGrom is not the elevation he’s getting on his fastball that has returned for the 2019 season, but it’s the fact that he’s a goddamn escape artist.
There were so many times during today’s game where I was nervous about his pitch count
This Nationals team, man. They have speed. They can run, and they can make your life hell on the basepaths. Even with that blazing speed, deGrom was able to keep the Nationals in check.
Jacob deGrom struck out 10 Nationals, giving up 5 hits and a lone walk over 6 innings. What a stud. Thank God he’s sticking around.
Pete Alonso is TRASH
I feel bad for Pete. This isn’t his fault. There’s coming up to the Big Leagues and facing José Ureña in your first at-bat and going yard (Ian Happ) and then there’s facing three-time Cy Young winner Max Scherzer. None of this is Pete’s fault. After a hot-start in Port St. Lucie, it’s only natural that Pete’s gonna hit some bumps early in the season. Thankfully we have Dom Smith.
Which Dom Smith we have… remains to be seen.
WHERE ARE THE GODDAMN BATS BVW WENT OUT AND BOUGHT?
When facing Max Scherzer, you can’t expect too much. Seriously. He’s arguably the greatest pitcher on the planet right now.
The problem wasn’t that they didn’t hit him… at all. The problem was the strikeouts.
Conforto for example struck out looking twice. The first time it wasn’t his fault. As Gary, Keith, and Ron, explained in the booth it was a close call, but Home Plate Umpire Bill Miller was setting up for a low strike zone. So when Conforto sets down yet again, on a pitch almost identical to the first, that’s not on Miller, that’s on Conforto.
Tuning your plate discipline will take time, but it was glaring in the opener. Look for that to change.
I Love Robinson Cano
First At-Bat Bomb? Welcome back to New York City, Mr. Cano!
Oh, an 8th inning RBI Single, too? Well, this is wonderful.
I Blame Steve Gelbs for Michael Conforto’s 0-for-4 Opening Day
THANKS FOR NOTHING, STEVE.
At the end of the day, this was Game 1 of 162. Will there be more games like this? Absolutely. Did we see some things that are displeasing? Yeah, sure. Will those things change? Yeah.
This is Game 1. Let’s all calm down.