I really can't make up my mind about Beltran.
Just a few weeks ago, I wrote an article detailing the frustration that Mets fans have with this underachieving outfielder with sky-high potential. It just seems, despite good numbers, that Beltran should be a top 10 player in the MLB, while he's more like a top 50.
He is truly one of the few five-tool players who is gifted both offensively and defensively. However, his quiet attitude and streaky offensive (in terms of offense, not rudeness!) ways can lead to headaches for hopeful Met faithfuls.
With the game tied 6-6 against the dominant Cubs, Beltran ripped a shot down the rightfield line to bring home an impatient Jose Reyes, to give the Mets a huge W in the bottom of the ninth.
Reyes had gotten aboard after a hard-fought at-bat when he singled. Next up was Daniel Murphy, who either missed a sign or his bunting lessons, and fouled off three pitches attempting to move Reyes over to second. Shades of last night's inability to score began creeping back into the forefront.
David Wright then did his best bottom of the ninth impression of, well, himself, and struck out. Luckily for him, Reyes took second on his last swing. Delgado was intentionally walked to bring up the less scary Carlos.
Beltran stepped to the plate, and the false hopes of every Mets fans were raised. They were pretending that he would indeed win the game when in reality he just seemed destined to fail.
Beltran took two balls, and lashed the ball and just a glint of October down the right field line, off the firstbaseman's glove and onto a victorious Shea Stadium grass.
This is an excellent sign, almost a miracle, for the Mets after last night's 9-6 losing shocker. I thought that was it for the season, that the Mets should pack up their sorry baseball bags and burn them in orange and blue flames.
But an unexpected shot off of an unexpected bat boosted the Mets to a new chance, a new life, and just a whiff of chilly October air.