And The Big Pussy Pick of the Week Goes To...

Ladies and gentlemen, your 2008 New...York...METS!!!!

From Omar Minaya on down to the clubhouse boy, this team has shown the most pathetic display of sportsmanship and professionalism and just overall loafed their way onto another week-long road trip. While the home stand could have been a lot worse (losing two total games - one to the Braves, the other to the Bucs while winning three), the Mets showed they were all suffering from vaginitis from Tuesday evening's game from about the 4th inning all the way until the 9th inning today.

And the reason being...(drum roll, please)...

It rained.

Are you fucking kidding me???

So where do we begin?

First, with the "Ace" Johan Santana. I use the term "ace" loosely as a guy who is .500 for the month of April, has shown not one reason why Philip Humber or Carlos Gomez should have been traded for him and has a propensity of giving up the long ball. To two guys. On the Pirates. At Shea Stadium. Need I remind you about Shea's "pitcher friendly" dimensions? I mean, isn't that the reason we got this guy? I know, he'll snap out of it. But right now here's what I hear from his less-than-dominating-performance. Oh, did I mention it was against the Pirates?

WAH! I was supposed to start on Monday. WAH! I missed a day! WAH! It throws off my schedule!! WAH! It was cold!!!! WAH! I've only pitched indoors!! WAH! WAH!

WAAAAAAHH!!!!

Stuff your sorries in a sack, mister!!!

Next is Duaner Sanchez. Now, to lump Ol' Dirty into the BPPOW is like, well, kicking a BP when he's down. But his 28-year old, car-accident-banged-up-Dirty-Sanchez shoulder has arthritis.

WAH! It was cold!!! WAH! My arthritis was acting up! WAH!!!

(OK, I feel bad about picking on Dirty, but he gave up a run. To the Pirates.)

Hey, at least Aaron Heilman didn't blow the game. But man, he did make it interesting. But something touching happened on the field that I wish to share with you. At one point when the fans were getting restless (it was a long-ass game, it was cold, it was a TUESDAY), Carlos Delgado AND David Wright went over to Aaron and consoled him. Why? Because this is what Aaron said...

WAH!!!

Yeah, you got that. Wah, crybaby bitch. Of course, two of the biggest pussies on the team go over to him.

Yes, because we ALL need help from Carlos Delgado.

WAH!!! Fuck you Jobu! I do it myself...oh wait. I'm old and can't HGH anymore. WAH!!!

David Wright is no exception, either. He could have made the game a little easier for us on Tuesday. And yes he did drive in the winning run. But noooooo...he decided to make us f'ing fans (his words, reportedly, not mine) wait in the cold. Like him. Because he's a big pussy.

WAH!!!

But that's not all. It could get much worse and boy...did it ever. Mr. Ollie Hyde showed up today, as opposed to Dr. Oliver Jekyll Perez. I guess his supporting cast in the infield, Big Pussy 3 and Big Pussy 4 (or aka Delgado and Luis Castillo...get it?? They are identified by their numeric position on the field??? Ain't I clever?) decide to fuck the game up for him.

And we all know what happens there. Don't make me angry. You wouldn't like me when I'm angry.

WAH!!!! Give up 7 runs. WAH!! The rain threw me off! WAH!! WAH!!!

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

What a bunch of sorry ass pussies. But wait...there's more.

Since Omar Minaya can't get out of the crushing contract that he thought he "stole" from the Marlins on Fat-Ass Delgado, we are stuck with him. Until, you know, Minaya decides to exercise his option.

WAH! He's my friend!

Next is Willie Randolph, who is such a pussy with the vets in the clubhouse, that the young stars like Jose Reyes just don't play for him anymore.

WAH!! These are my guys!!

And finally the bat boys. I don't know why - I just feel like picking on them.

WAH!!!!

So rejoice, Mets fans. We root for a bunch of pussies.

So until next week, Metties, take your Massengill, and shut the fuck up already.

But to us fans...It could be worse.

Nah, it really couldn't be.

Here's to May 1 being the start of a "new" season.

I Just Can't Take It Anymore....

....get Laverne Delgado off the f***ing field.

As if it isn't bad enough he's not doing spit at the plate (and hasn't since he got a few hits during the first few games of the season), he's now making costly errors on defense, and he's become a serious liability to the team.

Willie, if you're reading, please explore other options for first base until Laverne manages to get his bat, and his defense, going.

Who's with me out there????????

(And just for good measure, this here's the link to my post on the Dr. Jekyll/Mr. Hyde personality of this team. It's certainly showing its ugly Hyde self again, ain't it, folks? Looks like I'd better be keeping this link handy!)

You Know What? Watching A Game on ESPN....

... is about as exciting as watching grass grow, or watching the prices on gas changing hourly, or contemplating one's navel. With or without lint *ew*.

Not for anything, folks, but Jon "Game Show Host" Miller and Joe "Monotone" Morgan make the experience of watching a Mets game on ESPN almost excruciatingly painful. These two truly irritate me, and if I hear Jon "Bel-TRAN" Miller announce Bel-TRAN one more time I'm just going to...to...to.... puke, or scream, or both, which won't be very pretty, indeed.

Although Pelf didn't have his best game last night, we have to remember, he's still young, developing, and the Phillies have a rather strong lineup -- it ain't like pitching against the Gnats, or the Marlins, or another second division team, for sure. All in all, I thought he did a credible job, if not a noteworthy one.

And Carlos "Delwhiffo" Delgado still remains on the Little Pussies List, and if he makes his way off it sometime this year, frankly, I'll be amazed. And what's with Willie moving Luis "No Runs, No Hits, No Errors" Castillo back up into the two hole? I thought that was rather.... odd. And do note, folks, we did lose the game last night. Coin-ki-dink? Ach, who knows?

And hey, did anybody but me see Wags rip the Philly fans again? Man, there is certainly no love lost between Wags and them there fans in Philly, is there? Although they have long been known for their, uh, willingness to boo at the drop of a ball, or hat, and to cheer at the sight of an opponent's injury, I think it goes far beyond that for Wags and the fans. There seems to be a vitriol of the sort that goes very very deep and will have a very very long shelf life.

And finally, check out Coop's blog , Stefi's blog , and Tracy's blog for pictures and recaps of their trip to Philly on Saturday. Way to go, ladies!