Rockin' Doc wrote: I decided not to watch the game last night. I checked the score with the Mets up 6-3 in the bottom of the 7th before going to bed. I awoke this morning and after grabbing breakfast thought, "Well, let's see how the Mets lost last night." I pulled up MLB and see a headline of the Braves walk off victory. I wasn't the least bit surprised. Sadly, I wasn't even upset. At this point, I am surprised when they actually win, not when they find ways to blow leads in the final innings and lose. On Monday, I was driving home. At one point I checked the score, saw that they were up 2-0 with deGrom pitching. I joked that by the time I got home, they would have blown it. And indeed, when I checked again, they had lost in excruciating fashion. That night, after the Braves came back to tie it against Conlon, I went to sleep. Last night, I watched the whole game, but when whoever it was hit the walkoff, I just changed the channel then went to bed. Ben talks about being able to sleep like a baby after losses like that. Last night, after I turned off the game, I didn't give it a second thought. This is how I am about the Mets in lost seasons. And sadly, the feeling is all to familiar. I watch because I love baseball, I watch because I love the team. But there is no passion or excitement because they have no chance. And this apathy is being felt all around. Think about RD's post above. We represent the top 1% of all Mets fans. If you are a regular on a Mets message board, you have to be a bit crazy about the Mets. But this team, this organization has managed to alienate even us. I mean, years and years of irrelevancy. Two winning seasons, then back to irrelevancy. Who the fuck would want any part of that?