Dickhead(s) of the Week - The "New" Mets
As long as Boba Rove is still on the radar, it's difficult to find a political figure to out-Dickhead the Mother Dickhead. Only this morning I realized that in my ongoing obsession with the Rove Scandal, I hadn't even yet named a Dickhead this week.
So I'm going with the Mets. The f-ing Mets. Ever since Carlos Beltran called them the "New Mets" in broken English during his first press conference, the team's been trying to push this image.
But like Dick(head) Cheney says, "You can dress up a pig all you want..."
The Mets are the team that breaks your heart repeatedly. Certainly more than once during a season, and often more than once during a single game. Raise your hopes, dash your hopes, raise your hopes, dash your hopes...
And they're doing it again. Just as they get within striking distance of first place in their division, they lose two-in-a-row to the worst team in baseball, the Colorado Rockies.
Well, in this fan's book, boys, that's enough for you to qualify as Dickheads. F you, Mets. Just... F. You.
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2 Comments:
"It's not whether you win or lose, it's how many poor shmucks you sucker into watching you either way..."
You were perhaps overly optimistic in hoping that the Mets would ever get to within anything more than whiffing distance pun inteneded) of first place. Don't worry: I bought into the hype as well, at least a little bit, confusing my childish hopes with harsh reality. The Mets have shown that this team is capable of playing roughly .500 ball, and nothing more than that. Now that we know that they lose as many games as they win, let's move on. It's time to be far-sighted and move Piazza, move Glavine, move Ishii, move Matsui, and move Sadaharu Oh (oops, scratch that last one -I get confused sometimes). As the trading deadline approaches, Omar Minaya should begin re-tooling for next year.
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