Rob and I are off to a concert tonight, so I won’t catch the full game. Wright and Nady are off, it seems. But I love Endy Chavez–he’s a real testament to the strength of the Mets bench. (Kinnahura! Watch me go jinx it now…)
My baby Jasper (above) says: Let’s Go Mets! They’ve got to not just win, but clobber.
Hear that boys? It’s time to clobber.
7:35: Yay Valentin! But Kip Wells? YOU HIT CLIFFY. You better watch your back if we ever meet in person. Hear that Kip?
Now that’s a Mets first inning! BOOyakasha!