Watching the game, 7 — yuck

Not the result and certainly not where I thought this series would be at this moment. Starting pitchers, aside from Tom Glavine, have been terrible. And the hitters have suddenly gone quiet.

As of this moment, it is shaping up as a replay of the 1968 World Series, a seven-game affair in which Mickey Lolich outdueled the great Bob Gibson for a Tiger title.

I have lost all optimism, wondering when the bats will wake and whether we can get the series back home. The season hanges on Oliver Perez’s inconsidstent arm and Glavine on short rest.

The Mets need to get off early and often against Anthony Reyes or this thing will end ugly.

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Author: hankkalet

Hank Kalet is a poet and freelance journalist. He is the economic needs reporter for NJ Spotlight, teaches journalism at Rutgers University and writing at Middlesex County College and Brookdale Community College. He writes a semi-monthly column for the Progressive Populist. He is a lifelong fan of the New York Mets and New York Knicks, drinks too much coffee and attends as many Bruce Springsteen concerts as his meager finances will allow. He lives in South Brunswick with his wife Annie. View all posts by hankkalet