Well, you can't knuckleball in the rain as evidenced by St. Dickey's purification this afternoon, allowing three home runs to lesser mortals Dan Uggla, Juan Francisco, and Freddie Freeman. It didn't help that the Mets ran themselves into two outs, one at home plate where Wright was out by so, so much when Tim Teufel sent him when he shouldn't have, and another time when Daniel Murphy broke for home on a grounder to first with no outs.
I also feel like the Mets perpetually had first and third no outs, first and third one out, second and third...well you get the idea, and they just couldn't bring them home. Lost in this loss is the fact that David Wright had three RBI today, which tied him with Darryl Strawberry on the Mets all-time list. Congratulations, David! Don't ruin your life and career with illicit drugs please!
One cool thing was that Ike Davis socked another dinger today, this time to lead off the top of the second, and this intrepid Braves fan tried to protect themselves by opening an umbrella at it. Because when I have a hard object flying at me in excess of 100 miles an hour my first instinct is to make myself unable to see it.
Some other, more skilled fan caught Francisco's homer on the fly and then stood there holding it like the heart in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom, but I didn't grab it because screw that guy.
So now the Mets are 7-5, all against the NL East and are on their way home to play the Giants this weekend. It started out as a really good road trip, taking the first two in Philadelphia, but then turned into a mediocre 3-3. The old adage is split on the road, win 2 out of 3 at home, but this could have been better.
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