Well, it was a good ride. But now it’s over. Our promising young lefty is dead.
The Mets say, “several weeks with a lat strain,” which of course means, “death by fire.”
The most obvious news I have ever heard EVER. Hearing that Matz is hurt sent a collective, “duhh” across Metsblow Nation.
Promise being built up and then the rug being YANKED (fuck the Yankees) out from underneath us is long in the past. We don’t walk on the rug anymore. We just sit in the corner shooting heroin, waiting for the Wilpons to sell the team.