"Success is Counted Sweetest

by those who ne'er succeed". Ain't it the truth. I can't believe the Mets defeated the Phillies last night. Once Maine left the game with a muscle cramp, I figured 'here we go again'. It's over, the game is lost, the season is lost, etc. Instead, they fought back and won.

Only one problem. Miss Dickinson ( who wrote the caption) was not a Mets fan. First of all, the Mets 'ne'er' succeed: they win one or two games and then lose one or two games. Secondly, my reaction wasn't to savor the sweetness, but to question my sanity. Perhaps this was all a dream, or my blood sugar was dangerously low, and I was hallucinating.

Let's see what happens this afternoon.

"And Sings the Tune--without the words,"

So, if I am going to blog about the Mets, I had better do my homework. Was rather embarrased to miss the story about the Reyes-Hernandez 'conversation'. ( I think the Yankees and Rebels had a 4 year 'conversation' about slavery and states' rights).

Anyhow, despite losing to the Phillies last night, I still have hope that Jerry Manuel can turn this team from losers into winners. Compare his 8-9 record to Willie Randloph's last 17 games as Mets' manager. The record is the same--8 wins and 9 losses, but there is one fundamental difference. From June 5-10th, the Mets had a five game losing streak. Under Jerry Manuel, they've only lost two consecutive games.

At this point, it is best to take the games one at a time.

Hey, maybe they will find the Lord God Bird