Promises, Promises

Hey team, one of these days I'm gonna get blue in the face saying this, but sorry for the lack of posts lately. The business school application process is in full swing. Things should ease up by next month at which point I promise to come back with a vengeance, but until then my posting will probably be pretty spotty.

Part of the reason is I simply haven't had time to watch the boys play lately. I'm aware that Dillon Gee has two solid starts under his belt, but I couldn't tell you anything about him.

Over dinner last night I caught some of Pregame Live on SNY, where Kevin Burkhardt was interviewing a player I thought was Gee... turned out it was Lucas Duda, another new face I generally know nothing about.

I do know that everyone's favoring aspiring ball man, R.A. Dickey, man of letters, tossed another gem last night, albeit against the lowly Pirates. It's been said a million times over, but in this disappointing season, Dickey has been a really great storyline.

I hope he can provide more of the same next year, not only because it would help the Mets, but because I really like what I know about Dickey as a person.

I think it's awesome that he's an erstwhile professor of English, and that he dreams of being a ball man at the US Open. I appreciate his thoughtful post-game commentary.

I hope he slides in there and occupies the same space that Rick Reed dominated once upon a time.

As for the Mets more broadly, with a win tonight they can even out their record at 73-73. As I've said before, I really want them to finish the season strong, and somewhere in the 1-4 games over .500 range should be doable.

You say it's not possible? Well hey, don't look now but there are 17 games left on the schedule. If Mets fans know anything it's how much things can change in 17 games.

And on that pleasant note... until next time.

- A.F.O.M.G.