It's September: the Mets Suck

We all remember what happened to the Mets last year. (If you don't, just Google "biggest meltdown in baseball history.")

In general, the Mets haven't looked as listless this year as they did last. There have been major chunks of the season in which they appeared to care, and at times they've even been having some fun.

The biggest frustration of the Mets over the past three seasons is that they so clearly have the talent. In 2006, they really felt like a team that would go all the way, and they almost did. In 2007, they squandered their massive talent in spectacular fashion.

Obviously this year's final results haven't yet been determined. They had a three-game lead in the division toward the end of last week, and now they're down two games. So that's a huge five-game shift over about six games. And they still have a one-game lead in the wild card, over the only team floundering just as badly: the Brewers.

But here's the thing about this year... The Mets bullpen just isn't good. Closer Billy Wagner is out with an injury for the rest of this year and next, and the rest of those guys are just fucking tired. Four of them pitch every day.

They might yet make it to the playoffs. But I can't see the Mets making any real run at things. They just don't have the relief pitching. And Johan Santana can't pitch nine innings every day.

So as they go through their mini-collapse, I'm emotionally prepared this year. No need to worry about me, dear B&E readers.

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