My Best Day 2009

[Guest Edgy DC]

I had no idea Shaft was our LOOGy.

[TransMonk]

Figgy here...I had a lot of bad days in 2009. My wife even went out into the blogoshpere to relay how unhappy she was over my May 18th DFA. The Mets did invite me back as they needed the best AAA team they could find.

I saved the best for last as I pitched a complete game shutout on the final game of the season. The Mets beat the Astros 4-0 and I struckout 7 that day. I'll carry that game for the whole offseason, hoping that I still have a spot in Buffalo in 2010.

Oh, Casy Fossum...who the hell are you?

[Guest metsguyinmichigan]

As an aside, before we let Casey speak...

My favorite Figgy day was Aug. 5. My first game at Citi, Neise got hurt and they brought Figgy in to shut down the Cards for the rest of the game, and even had a triple!

I saw him at spring training, and out of all the players, he was the one spending the most time with the fans, so I was pulling for him to do well this season.

[Guest attgig]

Casey here. Thank God for Baseball-reference.com, or else, you all would've forgotten about me. And how could you forget about me? I'm so good that I was on both the mets, yankees, and finished off with the cubs. how many players are in 3 organizations in one year?!? I'm a wanted commodity...

As for my best day? well.... if you're only looking at the bigs, I only have a choice of 3 days. maybe my mop up duty on april 27 vs the nats, after oliver perez left early cuz of his control? what? oh, I had as many walks as oliver did in 1/2 the innings? ok, maybe not that day. I guess that's why they cut me for KennyT the next day.
well, it's hard to say, cuz i never got to pitch when we won. maybe it was my inning against the cards on april 22nd, when I let Pujols ONLY hit a single.

sorry, that's all I got for you guys. we never met jeff... I was on the cubs by the time you rolled into NY, but what was your best day?

[G-Fafif]

My best day (unless Edgy tells me differently) was July 25 in Houston, when my new team was still breathing in the Wild Card race and I kept us on life support a little longer by homering and driving in four runs to smash the Astros 10-3. I loved becoming a Second-HAlf Met. Too bad our playoff hopes wound up a sham, but I'm just happy to be here.

Can't imagine Andy Green wasn't thrilled either.

[Guest attgig]

Just happy to be a part of the club, and contribute, even when we're losing by more than ten runs like on august 19th, the day of my only hit of the 2009 season. Too bad they don't let us keep baseballs unless it's your first major league hit. came in late as a replacement cuz we were getting spanked by the braves, but, on my second AB, got myself a single up the middle.


where my bro at. sean? your turn!

[Guest Edgy DC]

Sorry to be so late to the party. Sometimes, you get lost in the shuffle when your'e a Green. There are so many of us Greens hanging around here --- Andy, Dallas, Pumpsie, Reverend Al, Mr. Jeans.... Why, for a while there, I thought I was the rightfielder.

Anyhow, there have been a lot of days for a righty sidearming specialist, and a lot that look the same, but I'm going to come right out and say my best was my first. Opening day at the Great American Ballpark. Mets are nursing a 2-0 lead in the sixth when Johan falters. Johan? Tiring in the sixth on opening day? The fuck? Right?

But that's cool, because the Green Machine is in da house. (Why am I talking like this?) Anyways, I come in with Joey Votto as the tying run on second and Edwin Encarnacion at the plate. Balls, baby. But I give him the old nine-o'clock shadow and he hits one to left where it's squeezed by Dan Murphy. OK, I admit, I took a shit, but Murphy caught it.

Next inning, it's Groundball City. They hack, but all they can do is put a topping on the ball. Mmm, toppings. Ramon Hernandez? Tops one to Wright. Alex Gonzalez? Tops one to Wright. Pinch-hitter Laynce Nix? Dribbles one to Castillo and all is right with the world. The first ball weak. The second ball meak. The third one hit so softly that I could hardly speak.

It's a 2-1 lead, right? But I hand that handgrenade off to J.J. Putz, who hands it off to Francisco Rodriguez, and for one day, one glorious day, we sleep the sleep of a perfect ballclub, with the delusion of Jerry's Operation Lockdown bullpen strategy not yet exploded. The notion that shedding Aaron Heilman's number would spare me --- spare us --- his ugly fate. How young I was! How foolish! But oh, --- OH! --- what a day.



Manderson Hernandez, tell us about your day.