So last night was unforgettable, unbelievable, unfathomable. Sure. Last night was maybe the best game of the past — I don’t know — 15 years.
Leave it behind.
This is 2008. It’s a season with offensive lulls, with sometimes spotty starting pitching, with a lot more panic later in the marathon. This ain’t your 2007 Phillies.
Is this ain’t your 2007 Mets. As much as people want to throw out the “choke” word and the “collapse” word, this isn’t the same thing. The Mets have Jerry Manuel at the helm. They have a very strong offense, maybe better than last year. And yes, they might catch fire in the bullpen somehow. But most of all …
They have Johan Santana. And tonight the Mets trot Santana out there, and he’ll figure to mow down Phils hitters, just as he’s done all season. I imagine a run, maybe two from the Phils, if they’re lucky. It’ll be up to Kyle Kendrick, starting on pitch No. 46 tonight, to keep the Mets at bay.
A loss is very possible. A letdown is very possible. A Met blowout? Wouldn’t rule it out at all. I’m not saying don’t be excited, but don’t get crazy, that’s all. No reason to ride the far ends of the rollercoaster car. Enjoy it. It’s a long, long stretch to the finish, so breathe in, breathe out, settle down, get ready, and let’s do it all again.