Have you checked out Big Cliffy’s latest blog entry about yesterday’s rain out and Cory Lidle tragedy? It’s more than worth a look. Man, yesterday was tough indeed. And I know all our thoughts and best wishes are with Cory Lidle’s family.
But no team deals with adversity like our team. We’re gonna do this thing tonight. My voice has gotten nice and rested, so I’m ready to cheer like **** again.
And everyone, do us a favor. The Evil Eye is a cultural superstition that I’ve had inbred in me from my mother and grandmother since I can remember. Said Eye of Evil comes ’round when things look to be going well–just to screw it all up. So, work with me here and say a hearty kinnahura to keep it away. And then maybe spit on it a little. Can’t hurt.
LET’S GO METS!!!
(Hi Rob! Love you! You don’t really read this blog much anyway!)
I can’t be the only one who thinks this…can I?
Don’t get me wrong. David Wright is adorable. The paradigm of American Handsome. Loveable, for sure. But when it comes to the mens?
Shawn Green’s the hottie in my book.
Maybe he doesn’t have the D-Wright knock-em-dead charm, but all I’m sayin’ is if I were Shawn Green’s cap, I’d be staying on.
Off to Shea soon! Let’s Go Mets! Let’s METSMERIZE!
Lots of Metsies have goatees, including Cliffy, who makes me love him more daily. If you haven’t read his latest blog entry, click over now. He’s being so candid, so open with the fans. I definitely choked up. He’s a guy who wants so bad to give his all to the team, but also worries if even trying to do so will hurt them in the end. Not an enviable position by any means, but he’s handling it with only dignity and class. You hang in there, Cliff.
But now on to lighter matters. Before we get to the infamous and ever-changing D-Wright goatee, did you catch this one? During the NLDS Game 1, they showed interview footage of (another of my favorites) Carlos Delgado. When compared to his grooming status on the field however? Well, take a look for yourself:
Carlos! We love you just the way you are. But if you want to darken that goatee, then you go right ahead. Seems to be working for you at the plate and all. Still, you may as well join Keith Hernandez and rake in some endorsement bucks. Or should we rename it "Just For Mets?"
But what about our D-Wright? Last we saw on the DWGW 2006 ("David Wright Goatee Watch 2006", for the uninitiated), David was rocking a phantom of a goatee, which–based on his babyface appearance at the All-Star game, I felt sure he’d shave entirely. But no!
I may not have Keith Hernandez’s "beautiful" (to quote Ron Darling) telestrating skills, but rest assured that during the NLDS, even surrounded by stubble, the D-Wright goatee hadn’t yet vanished.
Will our David shave the goatee before Wednesday? Well, as Keith Hernandez would say: "There’s hits in it!"
First, my buddy Mark Newman (pictured with me here) of the MLBlogosphere will be bringing us crucial behind the scenes coverage on his new NLCS blog. I have a feeling Mark’s home loyalties lie with the Cards (am I wrong, Mark?), but I’m hoping for some excellent Shea/Mets pics from our Master Blogger. Like maybe pictures of all the Mets holding signs saying "I love Zoe." I’m sure that’s at the top of his list.
Now on to a die-hard Mets fan–the adorable Casey Stern. (Having no inner frat boy, I just can’t bring myself to call him "Sterno.") In his latest "Next Stop Shea" from 10/8, Casey’s getting dribbled with champagne (and so is the camera) in the Dodger’s visiting locker room after our fine team grabs the NLDS. This guy’s just fun to watch–he knows his stuff, isn’t afraid of standing by his opinions/predictions, and also–more than any other sportscaster I can think of–he always seems to be having a blast. It’s infectious!
More to come from me later. Including some new developments in the David Wright Goatee Watch 2006. Can you say goatee telestrating? Awesome.
Let’s do it, Mets!
You caught it, right? During Game 3, amongst all the "People Magazine‘s latest heartthrob" hoopla? Well, I really caught it. Little David, circa 1992 and ’94.
Forgive me if I hope some of David Wright’s teammates find this page and maybe tease him a little. Because that’s the comraderie we all love so much.
And now for Ms. Simmons’ fifth grade class picture:
Thanks for the pics, Fox! At least you did something right. Because someone in your graphics department needs to learn his or her Mets from his or her Padres.
Jasper will be the first to tell you, as you can see on that crazy YouTube, that he is the MVP of cute.
In August, my baby went on the DL when we found out he was diabetic. But with lots of care from his trainers and nutritionists (Zoe and Rob), he’s back strong for the postseason.
Trust me. You couldn’t have PULLED Jasper away from the Mets newspaper coverage on Sunday. He’s just thrilled.
I’m not going to lie. I was worried about going to McFaddens for the Metsblog viewing party. Because last time Rob and I went? For the sure-to-be-division-clincher party? Yeah, that didn’t turn out like we wanted it to, now did it? And when it comes to baseball, who’s not superstitious!?
But boy oh boy no worries there! Yay! I posted a great photo album of the whole shebang, which you should be sure to check out.
Almost as soon as Rob and I got to the bar, someone looked at me and said: "Zoe?" It was very nice Pick Me Up Some Mets reader, Dean. Hi Dean! (Seemed like Dean was with a lady, and I can tell you, Dean–if you want to get in good with that lady, click on the book cover to the right there. Chicks certainly dig my novel!)
Rob and I were thrilled when a table opened up at the bar. I was especially thrilled because it meant I got a great vantage point–which for a shorty like myself, is a big deal. So yeah. If you saw a girl in a kids-sized Mets jersey jumping up and down on a banquette? Hiya! In fact, as soon as I got myself up on my knees to watch the game, I heard: "You’re the blog girl!" And whomever that was got a great old hand slap from me. Not quite a Delgado-force hand slap, or anything, but still.
The crowd went wild all night. How much did you enjoy watching an ultimate Mets first inning, with 3 early runs and hitting from Beltran, Delgado, Wright, Floyd, and Green. Booyakasha! The McFaddenites chanted: "Turn-the-sound-on" until–yay!–the music gave way to almost 9 full innings of game sound. We lurved it.
How fun does this look? When Reyes’s RBI tied the score after a brief Dodger lead, McFaddens erupted, the lights flashed, and it was what I might call a dandy old time. See for yourself on YouTube!
Another highlight included meeting good ole’ Hot Foot himself. Everyone say hi to Anthony! He’s a cutie!
I hope you caught some of the great David Wright moments of the game as well. I don’t mean his fantastic hitting, or anything, which was indeed a joy to watch. No, I mean the "human interest" stuff David’s always getting thrown at him. (After all, he’s Mr. "Wright Flight," isn’t he?) I’ll be posting screenshots tomorrow of the cute-as-a-button childhood pictures we saw of young David, but I can’t resist reliving that great moment when Fox showed the People Magazine page of our #5, heralding him as the "latest heartthrob." People says: "Young, hip, and handsome." David Wright says: “Please don’t show any of my teammates. They will brutally tease me." According to Fox, Tom Glavine said to D-Wright: “Don’t get too excited about it. It’s the uniform, not you.” The Fox guys (laughing sarcastically) said: “Sure. Sure.” Tommy, I love ya, but it ain’t just the uniform.
But on to D-Wright’s good buddy now. Of course, you can imagine I felt the blow when Cliff’s heel gave out. But to see him giving his all to score–to read his take on the whole thing–makes you realize once again what a class act fighter he is. You could see how the team loves Cliff. After he went down, Lo Duca came over rub his back. Tucker helped him out of the dugout, and Woody followed holding his shoe. Later, during the celebration, everyone came to Cliffy because he couldn’t come to them. They gave him hugs. And drowned him in champers. They want him back, I’m sure. But Cliff will be the first to say Willie should do whatever’s best for the team. Come on, heel. Heal.
Let’s Go Mets!
You’re so young, hip, and handsome, David! (Hey, it’s People Magazine’s words!)