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I am stunned. Stunned that the Mets are tied in the loss column with the Braves for first place in the NL East. Stunned, regardless of the competition, that they have won six in a row on the road. Stunned that they enter the most obnoxious sports complex in the world ten games over five hundred. Stunned that David Wright is the NL leader in RBI's. Stunned over Niese, Pelfrey, RA, and the fact that the Mets actually have a productive Japanese player. Even a little stunned at how awful John Franco is on SNY. Its a list that can seemingly go on in perpetuity.

I find myself struggling to find a voice these days, as I do not want to be the jack ass who has to complain about everything, (i.e. the two dolts on the 10am FAN slot), yet I have been here so many times before. Walking around in a state of euphoria, life seemingly for the taking, Peter Gabriel's Solsbury Hill repeatedly playing from speakers that are the blue skies above, and strangers approaching me on the street: "Looking Good, Chief", "How 'bout those Mets", "Things are happening", "See that game last night?" After all, what else is there to talk about but those Amazin' Mets. And that's usually when the bottom falls out. Its about that time that I am reminded of the path I have chosen. And its usually when I descend into a dark and unhealthy state of bitterness.

So, while I am not going to complain just for the sake of complaining, I am committed to not allowing myself to get too high, as it has routinely proven unhealthy. What is making the implementation of this strategy so difficult, however, is not only are the Mets winning but they are playing with sense of purpose we have not seen in forever. And they seem to be having fun doing it! The last time I can even recall that being the case was when Paul LoDuca was picking Nassau Community College Coeds up at Sprats on the Water.