That’s right. We could blame ownership, Omar Minaya, Mike Pelfrey, Irving Picard, Jason Bay, heck, we could even point a finger or five at David Wright’s muted production prior to returning from injury. But instead, we’ll focus on 2B Justin Turner — clearly the foundation of all Mets hopes and dreams for 2011 and beyond — for an inexplicable brain freeze in the top of the 9th inning tonight against Florida that might well have cost the Amazins’ a golden opportunity to move within 6.5 games of Atlanta.
It happens to the best of us. Only when I go into panic mode, I scramble onto the express train when I need the local or order something I’ll regret at a restaurant because the waitress is standing there and I haven’t really thought about what I want but I need to pick something now since who knows when she’ll be back and aw, screw it, “Fajitas,” BUT I DON’T EVEN REALLY LIKE FAJITAS!
The downside to playing baseball professionally is that when you enter panic mode, thousands of people see it, then you have to tell them about it afterward. The upside is just about everything else.