Apocalypse in 7/4 (Co-Starring the Delicious Talents of Deik Scram)

(Two points to whoever gets that musical reference, the soundtrack of our first warmup blogging of the soon-to-be season.)

- Pedro can pitch. We can hit. We also seem to fall down and go boom a lot.

- When I first started watching this game, 41 springs ago, I asked my dad what an "air" was. You know, those references after every up to "no runs, no hits, no airs and none left."  I now know the "air" of my ways, but I'm thinking for this coming year, Gary and crew may want to start working in a new stat into that half-inning line: "For the Mets, two runs, three hits, no errors, one Met injury, and one left."

- We may also want to go back and re-sign one or two of those catchers who lasted here over the winter almost as long as the Spitzer Administration did.

- Damn it's good to hear Ralph.

- Damn it's good to see an infield in sunshine.

- Hint about the header (or rather, to clarify that it doesn't really involve the musical reference at all, but is rather my lame attempt to rip off Emma's famed Name of the Week feature): Present for your approval, Detroit's penultimate hitter today--

  Deik Scram

- Needless to say, the majority of his at-bat (and his hit off our ::koff:: closer) was accompanied on SNY by jokes about whether we'd be able to scram or if we'd have to stay.

- I think I'll be in midseason blogging form two weeks from now. The blogees, I'm not so sure about.