IGT 7/8/13 - NYM @ SFG - Matt The Giant Killer

[duan]

In a delightful twist I was able to watch this doing the morning feed rather then sloping off to bed after 3/4 innings of the night one.
I could do this west coast trip 16 inning games every time no problem. It'd be handy for me to be honest.

[metirish]

Kudos to those of you still posting at 4am etc.....

[Edgy MD]

A win today, combined with a Cubs loss to the Angels, would mean the Mets pass two teams and catch a third. It'd be one of those days that cause everybody to think big things, if only briefly.

I never thought I'd say this, but... Go, Joe Blanton!

[Guest John Cougar Lunchbucket]

I got 3 hours of sleep. I feel like shit.

[Guest Swan Swan H]

Ugh. Three hours sleep and I'm on the phone with a guy in Bahrain trying to talk him through loading data onto his system from six of the fifteen DVDs whose labels he sent me photocopies of. My brain is cramping.

[Guest LeiterWagnerFasterStrongr]

Four hours sleep, and I feel pretty solid.

It's all about that fourth hour, folks.

[Guest Swan Swan H]

LeiterWagnerFasterStrongr wrote: Four hours sleep, and I feel pretty solid. It's all about that fourth hour, folks.

Slacker. Layabout.

[Ceetar]

good job staying up. I didn't make it. I don't know if this means I'm worn out, getting old, or simply a bad fan.

[Lefty Specialist]

Glad I didn't stay up. Saw the first inning and figured the Mets would have difficulty winning. Went to bed. No regrets. That's what Mets Fast Forward on SNY is for.

[Guest John Cougar Lunchbucket]

I announced I was done in the 14th I believe and briefly snoozed through a half-inning on the couch. But try as they might the Mets just can't put me to sleep.

[Bunt the First Two]

good job staying up. I didn't make it. I don't know if this means I'm worn out, getting old, or simply a bad fan.

No, that's great. There's something really sweet about nodding-off in the of a hopeful limbo of lemon-sugariness of a tied game in extra innings. The misery is in falling asleep down 7-1 and dispirted.

It was upon nodding off during an extra inning game from the coast years ago that first got me writing on this site. I realized I woke up with the tingly excitement like the game was still going on and I was still in the midst of it. I logged on with no intention of posting and then this suddenly came out in one shot.

Call Me Up in Metland

Tuning in to a late west coast game
It went to extra frames
After midnight the game got tenser
I love those kind of games
I�m not as young as used to be, man
I went and fell asleep
I woke up on the shores of Metland
My guide was Danny Heep

Danny grinned under royal blue skies
With puffy cumulous clouds
He looked at me with his royal blue eyes
And said that I should be proud
For few mere mortals can walk in Metland
The stars they must align
As we stood there upon the beach strand
I knew the moment was mine

Climbing over the great Met Mountains
Sailing over the wide Met Sea
Tossing coins into blue Met fountains
Danny Heep and me

Lindsey Nelson was mayor of Metland
Bob Murphy was his Chief Clerk
Pete Flynn had shaped us a green horizon
And Seaver wasn�t a jerk
Mookie stole everything in Metland
But then he gave it all back
For crime was scarce under Chief Ralph Kiner
Metlanders never knew lack

We rode in Gil Hodges� golden trolley
Each stop was named Willets Point
�Danny, how do we know where to get off?�
He told me that was the point
�Yo la tengo� was code in Metland
It meant both �hi� and �good-bye�
When I realized we all spoke Stengelese
I think I started to cry

Climbing over the great Met Mountains
Sailing over the wide Met Sea
Tossing coins into blue Met fountains
Danny Heep and me

Met royalty, they were all around me
In home whites with orange and blue
They�d left behind every imperfection
And they were handsome and true
Sasser threw throw without double pumping
In this Olympian sphere
Pacella had the control of Buddha
Matsui�s vision was clear

We lumbered over Ventura Highway
I waded through a Rheingold stream
Doug Flynn strummed on a country guitar
It only deepened my dream
Ed Charles read me a mystic ballad
As I sat at his feet
Cream and Strawberries served by Darryl
I ate and life was complete

Climbing over the great Met Mountains
Sailing over the wide Met Sea
Tossing coins into blue Met fountains
Danny Heep and me

Danny talked some philosophy with me
And we played us some catch
But as we traded turns hitting fungoes
I asked what strings were attached
I guess I struck on the magic question
Danny grinned as he spoke
He told of Metland�s ephem�ral nature
The Brigadoonian joke

The land would fade as each game concluded
Until the next game�s first pitch
Mortals must leave 'fore the cosmic curtain
It�s like someone throws a switch
For Metland lives in the chance of each game
It�s in the hope in your heart
Since it ain�t over until it�s over
The isle remained on the chart

Climbing over the great Met Mountains
Sailing over the wide Met Sea
Tossing coins into blue Met fountains
Danny Heep and me

I knew that soon I would leave sweet Metland
That I might never return
I paid respects to their Queen Joan Payson
Swapped jokes with Capra and Hearn
I climbed into a magic top hat
Dave Kingman set it afloat
When I woke up, I was back in Kansas
No sign of water or boat

I wondered if I had dreamed the whole thing
Been there with Gooden and Swan
And if I tuned in to find the score out
Would the island be gone?
Went to bed with a foolish notion
I�d give Metland a reprieve
I�d leave the score for the morning paper
'Til then I gotta believe

Climbing over the great Met Mountains
Sailing over the wide Met Sea
Tossing coins into blue Met fountains
Danny Heep and me

[Frayed Knot]

I watched and then listened to every pitch except for when I dozed briefly ... IN THE TOP OF THE 16th!!!!. I then woke up in time to hear the final outs so I knew THAT they had won although not HOW.
So this morning I checked in with the DVR as I had flicked on the Record feature when I moved to radio-land around inning 13, and it turns out that there is an unexplained five-minute or so gap in the recording ... COVERING THE TOP OF THE 16th!!!!. The recording then picked up again exactly where I had woken up to Howie & Josh!!!
Somehow, someway, the DVR and my consciousness synchronized their naps at the exact same time in different rooms.

So I guess they won, huh?

[DocTee]

Much respect to you peeps who stayed with it....hell, I live in the Bay Area, have no work today and STILL couldn't make it past the 13th. Sheesh.

[Methead]

Called it quits after Crawford robbed Byrd to end the top of the 11th.

[Benjamin Grimm]

Wow... those of you who stayed up are waaaaayyyy more dedicated than I am. Even in the height of my fandom (mid to late 1980's) I wouldn't have stayed up that late for a game on a work night.

When the Mets were playing late playoff games in Phoenix in 1999, I videotaped the game and watched it in the morning before I went to work. I guess I'm one of those people who has an easier time getting up early than staying up late.

[Fman99]

Had my two cocktails and sacked out in the fourth inning or so. Many hours before the resolution.