Thirty-two days down in the 2020 season. Thirty-three to go. And it feels like the Mets are stuck on a treadmill that feels destined for nowhere. Stuck in place. Stuck in the mud. Stuck in a surreal Strawberry Fields of a season. Nothing is real. And nothing to get (upset) about. Usually. “Negligence,” was how …
After spending the weekend cooped up inside their homes following a player and coach testing positive for COVID-19 last Thursday, the Mets resumed their season Tuesday. They were quickly reminded of frustrations that don’t exist in quarantine: rain delays, runners left in scoring position and all-around sloppy play. What was a problem before the Mets’ …
Thirty-two days down in the 2020 season. Thirty-three to go. And it feels like the Mets are stuck on a treadmill that feels destined for nowhere. Stuck in place. Stuck in the mud. Stuck in a surreal Strawberry Fields of a season. Nothing is real. And nothing to get (upset) about. Usually. “Negligence,” was how …
