G-Fafif

John Maine vs. Nate Robertson. And remember: the Mets were 18-18 after 36 games in 1969.

Valdes 1.5 Pagan 1.5 Barajas 0.5 Wright 0.5

Santana 4.0 Wright 0.5 Reyes 0.5 Pagan 0.5 Barajas 0.5

Satoru Komiyama lacked zen detachment. And the ability to retire batters.

Pagan 2.0 Cora 2.0 Feliciano 1.0 Pelfrey 1.0

Wow, I hate Roger Bernadina.

Chris Carter used to be clutch.

Mets get Bay. Bay is cold. Wilpon thinks "cold Bay...frozen water...ice hockey!" I wouldn't rule it out.

Fucking Other Willie Harris.

Figurative sun just got in Reyes's eyes.

Sun just came out! Figuratively!

Ralph just said Jane Jarvis died this week. I think he confused it with a story in the Times about the jazz memorial that was held for her at St. Peter's. Either way, he said some nice things.

C'mon rain!

Ooh, just got Utleyed.

MLB to discipline Phillies by awarding them three additional home games.

Ralph's wearing his HOF pin today because "it was on my jacket when I took it out of the closet."

Pelfrey helps his/our own cause, and makes Riggleman look bizarre in the process.

Live shot of 6th Ave. in front of SNY studios where there wasn't much traffic. Gary wondered where everyone was, perhaps somewhere enjoying the game. Keith: "We're getting like Greece. No one wants to work."

How dare an opposing pitcher help his own cause?

Willie Harris hitting .147 lifetime against the Mets. It never occurred to me he wasn't batting like 6.000 against them.

Carter 1.5 Davis 1.0 Barajas 1.5 Wright 1.0 Bay 1.0 Castillo 0.5 Cora 0.5 Takahashi 1.0 Valdes 0.5 Rodriguez 0.5 Pagan 0.5 Francoeur 0.5

Best Citi Field win yet, at least in my Log. I'm 8-1 this year, 34-11 in the park's brief lifetime. I Am Home Field Advantage. This was the rarest of occasions as well, a weeknight game with Mrs. Fafif. It was our Night We Met anniversary, which we treat, like Chris Carter might with a sense of occasion. In this case, we sprang for dinner at the Acela Club. Not cheap. Very good, but not cheap. Only problem with it (besides it being not cheap) is it comes with an Adam Dunn three-run homer. Yeech. I was resigned to Acela being the highlight of the night at 6-1, but a little rain sent us indoors a second time (our seats were in RF Field Level), to the Caesars (or Seavers) Club, which had never been fun before, but sure was as 6-2 Nats became 8-6 Mets -- too superstitious to run back outside while the rally was in progress. We watched Issac our Bat Tender secure the game from borrowed Excelsior Seats with a great view of the first base dugout. It took four different locations, but we got the job done. Well, the Mets got the job done, but we bore witness. Hell of a night.