G-Fafif wrote: Was also the offseason of Mike Stanton and Rey Sanchez. The full effect of the goings (Valentine, Fonzie, Ordonez) and comings (MFY Stanton, useless Sanchez, Marlin Floyd, Brave Gl@v!ne, invisible Nakamura, Con Ed's own Art Howe) left me in as bad a place as I've ever been, Metwise, culminating in the night of May 9 when Jesse Orosco came on for the Padres with two out in bottom of the ninth and the Mets' tying run on third and I reveled in his strikeout of Roberto Alomar. I was rooting for Jesse to gain one more save at Shea and didn't care at all -- at all -- if the 2003 Mets were his victims. It wasn't even "I can't lose either way" rooting. I remember debating whether the Mets beating up on Orosco in that game would have made me feel worse than the Mets losing -- and I didn't come up with a firm answer.