What I give up for the Mets!

Once in a while, my life as a beauty/fashion blogging novelist and my life as a Mets fan come to clash. This weekend--the beginning of Fashion Week--is one of those times.

Although I would love to attend Friday night's opening party, we've got Mets tickets! And it's been a while since I've been at Shea to support the boys.

Poor me, right?

(I will be attending a couple of Saturday's events, though! Namely, the non-morning ones.)

But now to the daily funnies. While watching yesterday's first game on DVR, I was overjoyed to hear Gary Cohen and Keith Hernandez knocking out these beauties:

On Mr. Met:

Keith: He looks like Frankenstein's monster, with all those scars on his face. Gary: Those are seams! Keith: Oh! Gary: Come on, he's a baseball.

On Keith's scorecards, which he's been saving:

Gary: Yours are so colorful, they're worth saving. They're worth framing! Keith: It's like going to the Louvre. Gary: You got your DaVinci's here, you got your Hernandez's here.

Pretty *******' spiffy day yesterday, huh? Glad to see Carlos Beltran in there for the second game, along with Cliff Floyd--for some of it at least. And Oliver Perez! Ho-ho-ho!! Another complete game shut out for the Mets. But can he keep up his control? I just don't know. I'm hoping we'll get to find out the answer is YES and that he'll throw shut-out games every time he's got the ball. Completely reasonable demand, I think.

And how about Shawn Green? Two home runs, and hitting 6 for 8! Are we plotzing? I love seeing this guy succeed. He's got a humility to him that I love, and he seems to fit right in with the team dynamic. I'm glad to have you, Shawnie!

xx

Z