Fuck And Yes

Adam Eaton wasn't terrible. Unfortunately through 7 innings, Tom Glavine was better. And then, the Bullpen for the Mets did their best Phillies impression, allowing two runs in the bottom of the 8th on a solo shot by Jimmy Rollins and some wacky running and hitting by Victorino and Rowand, respectively. Victorino was pinch-running for Burrell (I have been vehemently opposed to this in the past, which I will explain in a minute) when he stole second. A bad throw from Loduca sent him to third. Then, a chopper by Rowand that died on the chalk on the third base line plated him. Fantastic.

Before I get into the awesome details of how the game ended, I'll explain the Burrell thing. Last year Uncle Cholly made a terribly annoying habit of trying to out think himself by substituting the speedier, better fielding Nate Roberson for Burrell to either pinch run or handle defensive duty in games when the Phillies were ahead or in dire need of a run. This is all well and good, except that Roberson can't hit to save his life and more than once the Phillies ended up going into extra innings with the punchless Roberson hitting in the 5 or 6 hole. This made even less sense when Cholly did it against the Mets, a team Burrell has pounded since entering the league.

Well, tonight it worked out. After all, Victorino is no Nate Roberson (read: he can hit) and Burrell would not have been able to score the way Victorino did. So, I guess I approve.

Anyway, moving on. After tying the game in the 8th, Myers pitched a scoreless 9th. So did Mr. Steroids himself, Guillermo Mota, a.k.a Willy Weed. Myers then pitched his second straight flawless inning, and well, I'm sure by now you know what happened in the bottom of the 10th...

Fuck and yes.