A moment of silence, please.
Sunday afternoon was a beautiful day on the Island, complete with sunny skies and a cool refreshing breeze. However, instead of lounging on the beaches, firing up the BBQ, or taking a stroll with my girlfriend on the boardwalk, I decided to torture myself like I was starring in Saw 7 and plop on the couch to catch the Mets/Marlins game. The “Amazins” were attempting to impede a four-game sweep at the hands of the fish. The contest began like a scene out of Groundhog’s day, as the third inning came equipped with defensive follies, clutch hitting by the opponent, and an injury to a pitcher to boot. All things that Mets fans have become accustom to for the past 10 plus seasons. Read the rest of this entry ?