Mets looooose. Let’s break it down:
Sanchez, the Nats’ starter, died. In like the 2nd inning? And the Nats have a terrible bullpen! Maybe we won’t lose! Wheeler only gave up 4 runs in the first inning. That should be surmountable.
Whoa! We scored 4! Go Conforto Go! Big dinger!
Damn, Wheeler really got done up. Nats have his number. We’re losing again. We’re definitely going to lose.
The Nats are bad. REALLY BAD. Not for the whole season, but RIGHT NOW IN THIS SERIES THEY ARE BAD. They can’t turn a dp for shit. Worst bullpen in the league. And we still lost 2 out of 3. No Scherzer. No Strasburg. No Turner. We’ll never get an opportunity like this against the Nats again. Blown. Blooooown.
McNeil injured. We’re fooked. Ab tightness. I guess it’s beach season.
Conforto got fucking DROPPED by Cano. He’s dead. Concussed. Dead. Whatever. Nice collision. Oh and nobody caught the ball. Oh and that easy pop-up became a double. Oh and he scored. Oh and we lost by 1 run. Oh. Oh. Blow.
We never had a fucking chance with today’s lineup.
I know we don’t have a 3rd catcher, but if anyone with even halfway decent speed pinch ran for Ramos, we would’ve tied it up. Callaway could’ve been creative. Have deGrom run. Or have Broxton run and have deGrom (or Thor or Matz) PH there or something. Do anything but what you did. This isn’t hindsight, either. I was screaming at the TV.
What a game. Mets blow.