Just over an hour and a half remains until baseball season begins once more.
At the risk of offending my buddy Mark, the man who made me a Mets blogger, I will fully admit: I hate the Cardinals. Smug, poorly behaved brutes.
Man, I want the Mets to win tonight. I want our boys to find last year’s spirit and swagger, bottle it up, and take a tall drink before stepping out on that field. Toss away the sloppiness and reconnect with Willie Ball. Let’s get a Mets first inning, with young Jose racing to third, followed by Duc batting him in. Throw in a homer from at least one Carlos. DWright, stick your tongue out and hit hard the other way. Shawnie, find your swing. Gentlemen? Aim big. Walk cocky. Do it right.
And win. I know I’ve got no business asking, but I’m going to anyway. Win it for us, boys.