"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all doing direct the other way." --Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities
Ike Davis is here, but David Wright has forgotten how to hit.
Mike Pelfrey has turned the corner, but John Maine might be finished.
Fernando Martinez is almost here, but Carlos Beltran is ready to leave.
The Mets won on Opening Day, then proceeded to lost 8 of their next 11. If that weren't confusing enough, they've now won 8 of their last 9.
The Mets finished one game short of the playoffs in 2008, then tanked in 2009. They started this season by plummeting to last place in the National League East...
... but tomorrow morning, if the Phillies lose to the Giants (they are currently losing) the Mets will wake up in first place.
When you watch baseball long enough, you come realize how little you really know. It is truly an amazing and bewildering sport -- and no team is more amazin' and absolutely confounding than our New York Mets.
The pitching has been phenomenal for the last few weeks, so we keep winning games. As many others have pointed out, the stretch that the starting pitching has been on has been legendary. The bullpen churns out scoreless innings night after night. If you can pitch, you'll be competitive in a lot of games.
The Mets never let you forget who they are watching -- how one team can be so many things at one time is truly incredible. Depending on the week, day, or hour that you stop to look, it is truly the best of times and the worst of times for this team. So we keep watching.