The weather is getting colder, soon the leaves will start to change and I’d bet dollars to donuts that the Mets are about to break my heart. Sure technically things aren’t over yet. With five games left in their regular season, they play the Cubs and Phillies. The Phillies play the Mets and Nationals. Nice. The Mets are 1.5 games out and a game ahead in the wildcard race. If they blow it this year, I am done with them. Done I say, done!
Until next April when the process of getting my hopes up just to be crushed will start all over again. Why do I do this to myself every year? How did anyone ever think raising me a Met fan was a good idea?