So much regret...

With the end of the Mets season - with the UNBELIEVABLE COLLAPSE to end the Mets season - this blog was rendered moot. Obviously, with the Mets missing the playoffs (due in part to a Tom Glavine meltdown) there can be no rematch of the Mets and Red Sox in the fall classic this season.

A lot of my fellow Mets fans are quick to jump on Glavine for the final loss of the season. That's to be expected. Yes, it was a big game and Mets had to win it. They needed Glavine to step up and take charge the way John Maine (who's definitely the ace of the staff at this point) did on Saturday. But we fans are quick to forget that if the Mets had won any of a SLEW of winnable games that Glavine's meltdown would have meant nothing.

The Mets failed to sweep in Cinncinati and Pittsburgh. No offense to those franchise's fans, but those are two awful teams. Come out of those towns with a sweep and the Phillies are playing golf right now. Even more recently, the Mets lost one in Florida after coming back late because Jorge Sosa let up 3 runs and inexplicably stayed in the game to pitch the 10th where be promptly gave up one more.

There's a feeling in baseball that "it's only April". Well those games count the same as all the others. You've got to win as many games as you can, whenever you can. You can't sit back and say "we'll lose a bunch in April and May and have a fantastic July and August". You can see how well that's worked for the A's in recent history. If that theory worked, Barry Zito would have a handful of rings instead of a big paycheck and no hope in San Fran.

Well, nothing to do now but root for the Sox and wait till next year...