Convincing Musings

I have read that it is possible for someone to repeat a lie over and over again to the point where they actually have convinced themselves that it is the truth. I have also heard that this is especially common in sociopaths. I don't know what that says about me, but as I watched the Mets win over and over again, I had actually convinced myself that certain things were true. And for this I am ashamed.

I had convinced myself that the Mets belonged in the same league as the Phillies and could compete for the NL East. I was wrong. The Phillies are still everything we wish the Mets were. Yes, I know the clubhouse is better this year.

I had convinced myself that Jerry Manuel finally started to get it as a manager. I was wrong. We all watched as he felt the sudden and inexplicable need to keep Fernando Tatis and Little Sarge feeling fresh. Really Jerry? You couldn't just wait until Cincinnati to get these clowns in the game?

I had convinced myself that last year was an aberration and Johan Santana would revert back to what he was in Minnesota and his first year and a half with the Mets. I was wrong. Obviously, he is still much more of a gamer than what we witnessed tonight. But since a quarter of the way through last season even Santana's good starts are usually "gutsy performances." As the SNY crew often points out, he wins despite not having his "A Stuff." Honestly, I can't remember the last time we saw Santana have his "A Stuff." And I'm not sure we'll ever see it again.

I had convinced myself that we could start to count on Pelfrey as a consistent number 2 starter. I was wrong. While he was the victim of some unlucky breaks on Saturday, he also mentally decomposed because of them. It was as if the Pelfrey we had become all to familiar with last year had resurfaced.

I had convinced myself that I was wrong about the fact that Reyes should be batting lead off. I was wrong. Well, if the Mets are looking for a 3 hitter who can cause havoc on teams that can't handle the infield fly rule than he has been great in that role. It seems as if every ball is popped up to the infield. Imagine the possibilities if one of those balls are dropped with less than two outs, runners on 1st and 2nd and the opposing team's infield defense was as clueless as Atlanta's.

I had convinced myself that the Mets would show some grit and actually come back Sunday night. I was wrong. After Santana's meltdown the Mets were defeated. They could no longer solve super young Jamie Moyer, and did nothing against the Phils bullpen .

One thing I did not convince myself through the last ten days is that I enjoy Miller and Morgan. What is the deal with all the Sunday night Met games on ESPN? These guys are brutal.