Held out as long as I could. I'm all in on all out. Fifty one games for gits and shiggles, as it were, and that's better than not having fifty one games of Mets baseball. I'll go, I'll watch, I'l listen, I'll keep on keepin' on. But my towel has been thrown in. Can't beat either of your must-beat rivals a series in their ballpark; can't win two in a row for seven weeks...no. Not happening. Thanks for the brief spurt, 2010 Mets. Thanks for that afternoon in June (after your last two-game winning streak) when you were in first. Thanks for showing us these kids and making us think, legitimately, that there might be something there for next year and beyond. Thanks, but no thanks.