When the Mets game went into extra innings last night, I thought “surely, we will lose.” The Mets track record has never been great in extras. Our bullpen usually coughs up a cheap run and then in the bottom half of the inning we can never seem to score.
Curtis Granderson already did the impossible of tying things up with a solo shot in the bottom of the 11th. I had turned off my TV after the top half of the inning not wanting to subject myself to watching the crushing defeat. Two minutes later, I turned it back on and Grandy crushed one to left center. I believe my exact words were:
Then came the bottom of the 12th. Cabrera, Cespedes, and Grandy. Cabrera flies out, and after Ces followed suit, I thought “oh man if he couldn’t win it right now we’re going to be here all night.” Granderson is the last out this inning. I’m sure I had the fleeting thought that all Mets fans did in this moment. “He can’t do it again. Can he? No. That would be insane. I don’t know if that’s ever happened before? No.”
Bang. Home run to right field. Game over. Mets win it and remain sitting two games up on the Cardinals and tied for the first wild card spot with the Giants. If I wasn’t completely exhausted I would have been jumping up and down screaming with joy. It was a much needed win to keep the hope alive after the news earlier about DeGrom being shut down for the season. Even after last nights heroics, I woke up this morning to articles stating the Mets don’t have “it” to make it to October this year.
While I don’t know if a World Series appearance is necessarily in the cards, I know the Mets have the drive to claw their way into a post season appearance for the second year in a row.