As a new Mets fan I've made it a point to watch at least one full game per week. Last month, when I first decided to follow the Mets, I was talking with my older brother about what I'd read and learned thus far. He said that the easiest and best way to learn was to watch as many games as I could.
(I must also add that my older brother is an equally devoted Mets fan. He is so devoted, in fact, that when I was born in 1986 he begged my parents to name me Darryl or Strawberry, depending on if I was a boy or a girl. I'm very thankful that my parents went in another direction.)
So I check scores, stats, and news daily but try to watch as many games as I can. My original goal was to watch yesterday's game in its entirety. However, when I put the game on at 4:10 my inherent desire for a nap kicked in and I fell asleep. I woke up around 7 pm and decided to turn the game back on. I figured I'd either catch the end, or check the scores, and watch Sunday's game instead.
When I turned the game back on it was 0-0 in the top of the ninth. I decided to watch the last few innings until the game finished. As all of us Mets fan know, watching the last few innings turned into another four hours of non-stop baseball.
I was glued to my TV as I watched the game go from the 10th, to the 11th, to the 13th, and then to the 18th as the score remained an adamant 0-0. During every top of an inning I hoped and prayed that the Mets would score. Throughout every bottom of an inning I hoped and prayed that they'd keep the Cardinals from scoring. By the end of the 18th I felt like this game would never end.
Throughout the game the Fox announcers continued to say that the Mets held the record for the most runs, five, in the top of the 19th. So when the top of the 19th came around I hoped even harder. My hopes paid off as Jose Reyes scored the first run of the game.
I thought, "Ok, great. Lets hold the Cardinals off one more time and we've got this, boys." Unfortunately, we didn't hold the Cardinals off and the 19th inning ended with another tie score of 1-1.
By this point it was 11 pm and my friends we're anxious to go out. So I scrambled to get ready, raced to my car, and put the game back on while I drove to my friend's house. I drove slowly while I listened to the top of the 20th and cheered when Angel Pagan scored the second Mets' run.
When I arrived at my friend's house the bottom of the 20th began. I explained the situation, apologized to her for how boring this might be (thankfully my non-sports loving and very easygoing best friend understood), and listened intently.
I listened as the Cardinals got their first out. Then I cheered with their second out. I shushed my best friend as I listened for the final out. The final out came and the Mets won!!!!
I cheered and my best friend laughed. We continued our night and conversation as usual, but I could help but smile as I watched some of the game's highlights playing in our bar of choice. What an incredible game and well-deserved win for the Mets.
Hopefully the Mets can pull through for a second straight win against the Cardinals tonight. All I'm hoping is that since it's an 8:10 pm game, and I've got to wake up early for work tomorrow, they can beat the Cardinals in nine innings or less.