I would love to post a cheerful account of my opening day experience for your reading pleasure, but I’m not going to. Mainly because the only detail I can recall is the number of times I had to stand up to allow intoxicated New Yorkers to stumble past me in order to urinate the 983 gallons of Bud Light they consumed before the final out. So instead, let me just say that I despise Mets fans, and leave it at that.
I realize that we’re two games into the 2008 season, but for some reason, it feels as though 2007 never ended. That could have something to do with the fact that our starting pitcher just put in a supremely efficient 3-inning outing, and in the spirit of last season, our bullpen has been called upon to piece together 2/3 of a ballgame. OK, so it may be a tad early for me to be overtaken by despair. Having said that, though, so far I’m not seeing the big improvements we were supposedly making in pitching and defense. At this time last season, our starters had gone more innings. At this time last season, the Marlins had fewer errors. I know, I know. It’s game two of a very long season. Obviously, I’ll give it a few more days before I allow the eternal pessimist within to have free reign of this blog. But still.
In other news, I have discovered at last how to remove the nightmare-ish “aquarium from hell” (thank you, Russell) from Hook, Line Drive, & Sinker. I apologize for any undue horror (or possibly seizures, as one reader reported) the old background may have caused you.
Have I mentioned that I hate Mets fans?